Dumplings. Despite a few tense moments yesterday, I’m home again. It was a truly wonderful holiday, filled with so much laughter and food that both my cheeks hurt from smiling and my stomach from eating. My brother made a surprise appearance a whole day early (a big difference when it’s the 24th of December vs. the 25th) sending my mom into veritable paroxysms of holiday cheer. My mother, wielding spoon and whisk alike delved into creating an incredible 5 course French meal, filled with beef bourguignon, salads, escargot… Insanity. My sister and I worked on the 604 clue Globe and Mail crossword over wine and homemade amaretto sours, laughing and enjoying what little time we do get together. We trudged through the ice storm to get beaver tails and Starbucks, and shopped shopped shopped. It was bliss, it was good, it was home. Cupcakes – tell me about your holidays!