How awesome is Christmas Eve! Filled with magic and bonhomie. I pat myself on the back for just being human! For being an awesome enough species that evolution bought us to the point where society is geared around supplying young children with the thrill of eagerly awaited sacks of gifts from a magical entity. Different cultures faiths have different variants. Well mostly. It must suck to be a Jehovahs witness child at this time of the year.
Thankfully I’m about as pagan as they come. I take all the good bits and leave aside the rest. I love the rituals and that there are strong and loving souls who who preach messages of love and faith to and on behalf of the rest of us. They feed the poor, the homeless and keep the Good Ship of Humanity on a true course.
And if the religion doesn’t prohibit the consumption of alcohol that’s a bonus.
Speaking of which. I seem to have become taste blind to Chardonnay. I may have to get inventive.
Pisco Sour made using Peru’s national spirit the grape brandy Pisco. Mojitos are so old school.
