Thanksgiving always conjures certain thoughts for me: a big turkey dinner (obviously), watching the local football game with family and friends, and a warm house to enter after the game. Throughout my childhood we would attend the Thanksgiving game with my dad, and I always felt frozen by the time we were home. A hot bath and a cup of cocoa were what I needed.
As an adult, there hasn't always been a local game to watch, but there were plenty of family games of football and long walks throughout the neighborhood. The results still are the same- I am freezing
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Spiked Mulled Cider
by Michele on October 30th, 2009 | Cocktails, Hot Drinks
Last Saturday was filled with events for our family. Our morning was spent watching our oldest run in a regional cross-country meet. Although the sun was shining, it was a chilly morning to be standing outside. In the afternoon, our family went apple picking at a local orchard. By mid-afternoon, it had warmed considerably, making this outdoor adventure more enjoyable for those prone to cold fingers and toes.
As the night would be cold, we purchased apple cider to turn into a warm evening drink. I never had made mulled cider previously, but it seemed like a simple recipe to master.
As the night would be cold, we purchased apple cider to turn into a warm evening drink. I never had made mulled cider previously, but it seemed like a simple recipe to master.
Hot Drinks for All
by Michele on October 30th, 2008 | Cocktails, Hot Drinks
Cold, dreary fall weather has arrived in New England. Sandals and sundresses have been packed away and replaced with turtlenecks and sweaters. Even if a weekend day is filled with activities, you might have a chill when you return home.
Or at least I do. I adore the colors of fall. I enjoy the crisp smell of the air. I love to hear the calls of the geese heading south. However, once fall has arrived, it seems that the tips of my fingers and toes will not thaw until the spring.
So, even after a Saturday afternoon filled with shopping and dinner
Or at least I do. I adore the colors of fall. I enjoy the crisp smell of the air. I love to hear the calls of the geese heading south. However, once fall has arrived, it seems that the tips of my fingers and toes will not thaw until the spring.
So, even after a Saturday afternoon filled with shopping and dinner
