No, I haven't dropped off the face of the earth, although it sure feels like it. I've just been busy as ten dogs with work – two 300-page manuals, one due last Monday, the other next Monday, with back-to-back business trips over the next two weeks. I've been pulling 12-hour days for the last 3 weeks, and was barely aware that there were holidays in there. No cookie-baking frenzy for me this year, and our Christmas dinner was a decidedly stripped-down affair. Not my choice, but I'm glad to be so gainfully employed, so you won't catch me complaining. Much. Life should get back to manageable towards the end of the month, and maybe I can start cooking and posting again.
In the meantime, here's a picture of the Quince Liqueur I concocted (a byproduct of my autumn quince adventures). These little bottles made some very nice holiday gifts. It's quite tasty – full of quince perfume, lightly tart, not too sweet. I've been sipping it chilled, plain, but I suspect there's a fine cocktail to be devised with it.
Oh, and a quick report on the Menu for Hope: this year's drive raised just over $90,000! I can't wait to see who scored my jam sampler. The drawing's on January 9th.
Here's a belated wish to all for a 2008 filled with good food, good fortune, and good health. And here's a prayer for an honest new president. Or at least one who speaks English.
