Egg Me On

So many things during the holiday season seem to inspire strong feelings on both sides. “Little Drummer Boy,” for example: My husband loves it. It’s his favorite Christmas carol of all time. I, however, would rather listen to nails on a chalkboard than that endless litany of “pa rum pum pum pums.”

And so it is with eggnog. It is against my very nature to dislike anything made with liberal quantities of cream and booze, so I adore the stuff and would drink it year-round if I didn’t have a family history of heart disease, but I know many people who look on this extravagantly rich beverage with the same revulsion as fruitcake.
Whatever’s in your glass this holiday season, let’s all drink a toast to our beloved city and wish her a very happy 2009. 

Categories: Last Indulgence