Christmas Cookies

It was late on Christmas Eve.  Mr. & Mrs. Claus were sound asleep.  He was exhausted from his long trip around the world, and she was tired, too.  She had helped him with all the presents, and made a lot of food for the next day’s celebrations.

All of a sudden, she woke up with a scream.

“OMG!”

Santa woke up, scared.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” he asked.

“I forgot about the cookies!  I pre-heated the oven and put the cookies in.  Then, being the stickler I am for safety, I turned the oven off because we were going to bed!  OH!!”  (She wanted to use a certain word here, but after all, she is Mrs. Claus!)

Santa said, “Look, we’re both tired.  Now lay down, and we’ll go back to sleep.  You can always bake those cookies again tomorrow.”

Mrs. Claus thought to herself:  ‘Oh sure, easy for you to say!  You don’t know how much work I still have to do!’

But she went back to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she put on her bathrobe and hurried down to the kitchen.  She opened the oven door and took out the forgotten cookies.  Actually they didn’t look bad at all!  And they were baked!

She tasted one of them.  “OMG!” she cried.  These cookies are delicious!”

She and Santa  had a wonderful Christmas Day with their whole family, and those delicious cookies were loved by all.

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Mr. & Mrs. S. Claus

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I found Mrs. Claus’s cellphone number, and called her later that week. What a nice, cheerful woman! She sent me the recipe for those cookies, and here it is:

Author of this little Christmas Story is Merillion
Photo of Mr. & Mrs. Claus is from iStockPhoto

For Christmas – A Spanish Christmas Carol

“Los Pastores de Belem”
A traditional Spanish Carol

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And if you’d like to sing along (I do):

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Uploaded by joypsalunga on Sep 23, 2011 Glad Christmas Tidingshttps://youtu.be/Do_aWUpiFBs

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Christmas Cookies

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It was late on Christmas Eve.  Mr. & Mrs. Claus were sound asleep.  He was exhausted from his long trip around the world, and she was tired, too.  She had helped him with all the presents, and made a lot of food for the next day’s celebrations.

All of a sudden, she woke up with a scream.

“OMG!”

Santa woke up, scared.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” he asked.

“I forgot about the cookies!  I pre-heated the oven and put the cookies in.  Then, being the stickler I am for safety, I turned the oven off because we were going to bed!  OH!!”  (She wanted to use a certain word here, but after all, she is Mrs. Claus!)

Santa said, “Look, we’re both tired.  Now lay down, and we’ll go back to sleep.  You can always bake those cookies again tomorrow.”

Mrs. Claus thought to herself:  ‘Oh sure, easy for you to say!  You don’t know how much work I still have to do!’

But she went back to sleep.

When she woke up the next morning, she put on her bathrobe and hurried down to the kitchen.  She opened the oven door and took out the forgotten cookies.  Actually they didn’t look bad at all!  And they were baked!

She tasted one of them.  “OMG!” she cried.  These cookies are delicious!”

She and Santa  had a wonderful Christmas Day with their whole family, and those delicious cookies were loved by all.

Christmas Cookies2

Mr. & Mrs. S. Claus

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I found Mrs. Claus’s cellphone number, and called her later that week. What a nice, cheerful woman! She sent me the recipe for those cookies, and here it is:

 

Author of this little Christmas Story is Merillion
Photo of Mr. & Mrs. Claus is from iStockPhoto

Charles Dickens’ “A Christmas Carol”

“The Grocers’! oh the Grocers’! nearly closed, with perhaps two shutters down, or one; but through those gaps such glimpses! It was not alone that the scales descending on the counter made a merry sound, or that the twine and roller parted company so briskly, or that the canisters were rattled up and down like juggling tricks, or even that the blended scents of tea and coffee were so grateful to the nose, or even that the raisins were so plentiful and rare, the almonds so extremely white, the sticks of cinnamon so long and straight, the other spices so delicious, the candied fruits so caked and spotted with molten sugar as to make the coldest lookers-on feel faint and subsequently bilious. Nor was it that the figs were moist and pulpy, or that the French plums blushed in modest tartness from their highly-decorated boxes, or that everything was good to eat and in its Christmas dress; but the customers were all so hurried and so eager in the hopeful promise of the day, that they tumbled up against each other at the door, crashing their wicker baskets wildly, and left their purchases upon the counter, and came running back to fetch them, and committed hundreds of the like mistakes, in the best humour possible; while the Grocer and his people were so frank and fresh that the polished hearts with which they fastened their aprons behind might have been their own, worn outside for general inspection, and for Christmas daws to peck at if they chose.”

From “A Christmas Carol” by Charles Dickens

Is there a passage as wonderful as this one?  Dickens’ description makes me want to be right there in England, on that very day, smelling those smells that are “so grateful to the nose.”

Is there a better reason to read books? To read,  and feel the cold air, picture the shoppers in your mind, feel your hands reaching for the French plums and imagining what they taste like?

That’s what books, real books, are for.  I love the movie “A Christmas Carol,” especially the one with Alastair Sim, but the book, oh, the Book!

The following are 2 slightly different movie trailers from 1951, both on the same video, with Thanks to “XmasFLIX” at http://www.youtube.com/user/XmasFLIX

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