Like many people, the Christmas songs pop into my head more and more each day, especially when I’m outside looking up at bare branches. And not just the words and melodies, but the message behind them. Look, I think religion is chiefly what’s held back science–and with it diminished suffering–but at times like these? Prince of Peace works.
Isaiah tells me that grey sole and Portuguese sardines are expected in time for the Feast of Seven Fishes on Christmas Eve. And ducks are arriving just in time for Christmas day. OK, OK, I know that’s not the message, but isn’t it good to mark a holiday with good friends and good food?
The best bet in all ways is to go online for everything: I’ll get fish, sure, but otherwise everything is a click, a wait, a knock at the door.
The first-rate food sites are all having big holiday sales, dunno why, but I’m in. Father’s Bacon (Kentucky), DeBragga, D’Artaganan, Snake River, Eataly. Local retail? Horse and buggy. Or sleigh.