Woke up again long after everyone else had to find a green onion pancake waiting for me! We didn’t have anything planned for the day except for our dinner at 21 Steps, so we lazed around the house, played the Wii, and napped. Kimberly and Christy constructed a gingerbread house with the help of Vivian and Alison.
Apparently there were omelettes too, but they disappeared long before 11:30am.
Vivian returned from her CSA event and again rushed to change into her favourite pyjamas.
Took them three hours, but it turned out nicely, didn’t it?
In the evening we dressed up and headed to the Village, where we had made reservations at 21 Steps. We had originally planned on the Rimrock Cafe, but it was all booked up for the Christmas season. Thankfully, 21 Steps was a good alternative. They offer a delicious selection of meats and seafood that settle in the twenty to thirty dollar range, as well as pasta that’s priced minutely lower.
Tasty baked mushroom caps. Although for twelve dollars, perhaps not entirely worth it.
Christy’s Australian lamb chops.
Kimberly and I shared baby back ribs with fries.
Blueberry Apple Crumble.
Full and satisfied, we left and went over to the closest supermarket before deciding to go to Shoppers for milk. We picked up a few litres and, at the information centre by the bus loop, purchased more bus tickets (a frightening $2.50 each way).
At home, we made hot chocolate–only to discover that some of the discounted soon-to-expire milk had already, in fact, expired–and gathered around to exchange gifts.
The point of the gift exchange was to do something creative for everyone. Last year, someone decorated christmas ornaments, someone made homemade body wash and hand-painted cards, someone sang christmas carols and played the guitar…
This year, only four of us put gifts together. I guess exams got in the way. Elvina and Kimberly made cards, I handed out boxes of homemade cookies, and Julia made dreamcatchers (which probably won for most creative).
I made gingerbread, ginger chewies, crinkle cookies, and shortbread.
After that, we huddled in front of the TV and watched Miracle on 34th Street, laughing at Suzy’s sassy faces and “awwwing” at all the heartwarming parts; mine will always be when Kris Kringle speaks Dutch to the little Dutch girl. SO CUTE!
What followed was a good night’s sleep.