On the Second Day of Christmas, my true love gave to meeeeee:
Two Lighted Trees!
Liz’s beautiful white bulbed tree and Katie’s and my even teensier colored tree deserved a little spotlight before Christmas. We’ve enjoyed decorating these trees with old and new ornaments and decorations. Looking at these little fellas for a month makes me wonder why we ever pack them up. Nothing like a little faux tree Christmas cheer!
On the Sixth Day of Christmas, my true love gave to me:
My six favorite Christmas treats!
My Chocolate Cranberry Biscotti! I usually make two of these batches in December, and they’re great to share around. The recipe, courtesy of my sister Liz, is up on my Recipes page if you want to share a little Christmas cheer.
Starbucks’ White Chocolate Peppermint Mocha. The moment it comes out, I’m there to sip away. It’s my favorite holiday drink because it literally tastes like Christmas!
Come on. This is your favorite part of Christmas, too. After Jesus, of course.
As gross as it sounds, I make Pretzel Jell-O salad (yeah, right; a salad) every year for Christmas dinner. The bottom layer is crispy baked pretzels topped with a whipped cream and cream cheese mixture, and then you pour Jell-O and strawberries over the top. Can you say yummy?
Okay, this is honestly the best cake you will ever eat in your life. I got the recipe from my BH&G magazine last year and have gotten my whole family addicted to this cake, picky eaters and all. I’m making it for Christmas Eve, so maybe I’ll get the recipe up here for you all to start your own traditions with this cake. I swapped out the coconut extract in the cake batter for orange, because it added a lot more depth of flavor with the coconut, cranberries, and walnuts in between layers. It is seriously incredible, and it only gets better the longer you let it set. Also freezes wonderfully, if you let it get that far. ~__^
Mm mm mmmmm. My mom makes these amazing caramelized cinnamon rolls on Christmas morning since as far back as I can remember. Now that I’m older, I get to help her prep the night before so we can sit back and enjoy Christmas morning and then come away from the fire to the smell of baking cinnamon rolls. *sigh* I just keep telling myself, “Six more days, six more days…”