Also fudge. Celebrating New Year’s Eve at Greg and Jen’s.
So they’re Korean pears, but they came from China. I always thought they were called Asian pears, and I think that might make things a bit less confusing, so let’s just stick with that, shall we?
Daniel and Stephen took on the crucial task of connecting the tap to the new growler.
It’s difficult to photograph a box full of mirrors.
And he, he himself, the Doug–
Carved the roast beast.
We went to visit Doug’s mom today, and she showed us this very pretty quilt she won in a raffle. The colors are quite lovely.
This is Whitey. He’s an American Alligator. He’s only about 3 feet long, but he could still rip your face off.
The IT guys came around today to do an equipment inventory, and gave flowers to everyone as they made their rounds.
A friend of mine recently posted that she had lost one her octopus earrings, and was a bit distressed about it. So I made these for her.
Doug and I went to Symphony Hall to take in this wonderful Boston tradition, which of course featured a holiday sing-along and a visit from Santa. The highlight of the evening, though, was a truly spectacular rendition of, of all things, The Twelve Days of Christmas.