Wishing You A Merry Christmas

Happy Christmas Eve friends, family and random readers! I hope you are able to spend tonight and tomorrow enjoying the company of loved ones.

I will be doing the same!

After a lovely 3:40 a.m. wakeup call and a few flights, I arrived in Washington, D.C. about 1:15 this afternoon and hopped the Metro to Bethesda, Maryland, to check out my lovely little sister's store, lululemon. A cup of lentil soup, another Metro ride, a trip to Whole Foods, and a bus ride later we're at her great new apartment (in which her bedroom is almost as large as her entire last apartment—no joke), snacking and sipping wine (of course) and awaiting the arrival of our parents (whose plane landed just minutes ago).

Stay tuned in the coming days. Should I tear myself from the city for any length of time, I'll share updates on our adventures (and, of course, our gastronomic endeavors—would you expect anything less?).

Until then, try to be good for a few more hours until Santa arrives. And, should he not find a chimney and knock on your door to be let in later tonight, I hope you have better luck opening the door than I did. You see, one year Santa knocked, bearing Christmas goodies, and I couldn't get the deadbolt unlocked. My cries of "Help! Santa's at the door and I can't get it open!" were met with laughter by my family, perhaps because I was in high school at the time. Trust me, it doesn't matter how old you are, when Santa's at the door you can never open it fast enough.

Feliz navidad!