It’s that time of year when the chill in the frosty air brings us indoors to hunker down with thick comforters and mugs of steaming hot chocolate overflowing with fluffy marshmallows. When holiday music and movies become the soundtrack to our everyday home lives. When we gather ‘round the fire for company, drink, food and love. When we are celebrating and remembering those we treasure and hold near and dear. When the real meaning of the season is family – by our DNA or by our heart. When we reflect and give thanks for all we have. In a nutshell, unconditional love.
I’d like to welcome Hannah Reed to share the beauty of the season with us.
Favorite holiday tradition?
Oplatki, which is a Polish tradition. A Christmas wafer is passed around our table. We each break off a piece and eat it as a bond of unity.
Favorite childhood toy?
The very first Barbie with her black and white bathing suit.
Favorite childhood game?
Playing jacks.
Snowball fight or making snow families?
Snowball fight.
Sleigh rides, sledding or skiing?
Sledding.
Favorite holiday song?
“Let It Snow.”
Favorite holiday movie?
How the Grinch Stole Christmas.
Favorite holiday story to read?
The Night Before Christmas. I still have my Little Golden Book.
Snow on holiday eve or just a chill in the air?
Snow.
Most memorable holiday memory?
The year Santa brought skis for my kids. Santa and I cuddled in the lodge in front of a roaring fire, sipping Tom and Jerry cocktails while the kids skied.
Did you eat popcorn balls as a kid? If you did, do you still?
Yes, I did. I’ve forgotten all about them until now.
Real tree or artificial? Green or white?
Real. We misjudged this year. It was way too big to bring inside, so we decorated it on the deck.
What do you do holiday eve?
Several generations ago, some of our family members were musicians and played on Christmas Eve. After the performance, they all met at the only place open – a Chinese restaurant. So that’s what we still do.
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