Tea at the Drake, Take 2

After tea–Danny, Lori, Cookie, Cookie Jr., and Sis
I’m the one in the white box

We had tea at the Drake again this year.

Last year, photographers wandered through the Palm Court, taking pictures if people wanted them, but they weren’t there this year. Resourcefully, we took our own pictures with our handy smart phones. I took the one above, and Sis took the rest.

Cookie and Cookie Jr., looking lovely as always

Danny, perusing the tea caddy

I didn’t understand why they gave us only five of each item on the tea caddy when there were six of us. For some things, this didn’t matter; not everyone wanted a cucumber sandwich, for example. However, everyone wanted a scone and a swan-shaped cream puff.

Fabulous puff, right?

So, while we may try a different tea venue next year, it looks like holiday tea is becoming a tradition. Lori and Danny both like it and we like to make them happy.

Holiday Company

Seamus by the tree

Sis’s dog Seamus has a boo-boo on his paw, so he can’t go to doggy day care. He’s come to visit two days early so he can rest up and have his Aunt CB and Uncle BK spoil him. He needs to be in good shape by the time Santa Claus leaves his stocking!

Crowning of the Year

I hate to admit this, but often around this time of year I forget to be joyful and perpetually hopeful and all of that. I get anxious and crabby and convinced that I’m never going to get everything done in time for Christmas. I am not what you could call “filled with the spirit of the season.” Until I hear the music. It’s the music that does it for me. It makes me cry like a tiny little girl. In a good way.

Anyway, there’s a little-known advent song that takes me out of myself and helps me wrap my head around getting ready for company, called “People Look East”. I never heard it growing up. I learned it at the Unitarian Universalist Church of Bloomington-Normal a few years back.

These are the lyrics, though we only ever sang verses 1, 2, and 4.

1. People, look east. The time is near
Of the crowning of the year.
Make your house fair as you are able,
Trim the hearth and set the table.
People, look east and sing today:
Love, the guest, is on the way.

2. Furrows, be glad. Though earth is bare,
One more seed is planted there:
Give up your strength the seed to nourish,
That in course the flower may flourish.
People, look east and sing today:
Love, the rose, is on the way.

3. Birds, though you long have ceased to build,
Guard the nest that must be filled.
Even the hour when wings are frozen
God for fledging time has chosen.
People, look east and sing today:
Love, the bird, is on the way.

4. Stars, keep the watch. When night is dim
One more light the bowl shall brim,
Shining beyond the frosty weather,
Bright as sun and moon together.
People, look east and sing today:
Love, the star, is on the way.

5. Angels, announce with shouts of mirth
Christ who brings new life to earth.
Set every peak and valley humming
With the word, the Lord is coming.
People, look east and sing today:
Love, the Lord, is on the way.

Here’s a link to a performance of the song, in case you wanted to hear it. It uses an old French song that I believe is called “Besançon.” The lyrics were written in 1928 by Eleanor Farjeon.

Holiday Entertaining – Tea at the Drake

The Drake Hotel in warmer weather

There was much Chicago over the weekend for this humble suburbanite. I wish I were better about experiencing all the wonder of living near a good-sized city. I got a ten-ride pass on Metra over a month ago so that I’d get downtown more often. I have yet to use it. Maybe that’s one of my New Year’s resolutions, or would be if I made them: use the Metra pass.

However, when you have out-of-town guests, you need to entertain them. One way we entertained ours was by taking them to tea at the Palm Court of the Drake Hotel. It was quite a crush, *she said, fanning herself.*

The Palm Court – decidedly civilized

Well, of course it wasn’t a crush. You can’t have tea, and have a crush at the same time, it just wouldn’t be civilized. There were more people there than I’d seen before, but I understand that’s usual during the holidays. It was lovely. There was a harpist. There were probably over twenty different choices of tea, although I didn’t count them; you could also get hot cocoa, which may come in handy if you’re bringing any young princesses or princes with you. For the reprobate in the family, mimosas, bellinis, and tea cocktails were on offer, though we didn’t try those. There were finger sandwiches and cranberry orange scones with Devonshire cream, strawberry jam, and lemon curd. There were ginger madeleines, pumpkin cream puffs baked in the shapes of swans, assorted macarons, and opera cake. In all, there was a grand excess.

A charming young woman with an enormous camera went around to all the tables to take the patrons’ pictures. I don’t usually buy that sort of picture afterwards. Someone is usually blinking or slouching or otherwise embarrassed by their appearance. However, no one in our party had any objections, so I went ahead and bought our picture. Here it is:

Standing, L to R: Kat, Liz & Lori. Seated: me, Danny

Don’t we clean up nicely? The whole experience was surprisingly low-stress. Here’s a tip from me to you: if you drive, go ahead and opt for valet parking. With validation, three hours (or less) was only fourteen dollars (not including tip), which seemed good for Chicago parking. The nicest part was not worrying about finding a nearby space on a cold day.

Actually, no. The nicest part was being together for a lovely tea.

Christmas Joy, courtesy of Mariah Carey

What a wonderful child!

It’s kind of silly to talk about a favorite movie, book, song, or whatever, for me, anyway. They’re subject to revision. That said, one particular Christmas song is really speaking to me this year. You can dance to it. And you should. I recommend standing as you listen, so that when the spirit moves you, you can dance along. Sing, too, if you’re so inclined.

Here it is: Jesus Oh What a Wonderful Child

O Holy Night

DuPage Unitarian Universalist Church Candlelight Service

One musical highlight is shockingly (!) missing from my previous holiday music posts.

Allow me to explain. Every year for I don’t know how many years, DUUC looks forward to hearing Curt Johnson play O Holy Night. Usually he plays during the special holiday music service which is always the second Sunday in December, but this year, Curt thought he would be out of town. There was disbelief and mourning.

Then the glad tidings came.

Curt is playing for the Candlelight Service on Christmas Eve. I haven’t gone to that service in several years, preferring to attend a vigil mass closer to home. But this year, you’d better believe I’ll be there. Here’s a video of Curt playing last year, in the old sanctuary.

Merry almost Christmas. Tomorrow I share my (current) favorite Christmas music. Hint: dust off your dancing shoes.

Worldbuilders

We interrupt the holiday hit parade for a different seasonal topic.

Patrick Rothfuss, best-selling author of The Name of the Wind and The Wise Man’s Fear, is working via Worldbuilders this year – as he does every year – to raise funds for Heifer International. There are any number of rewarding ways to help out, and I encourage checking them out.

Personally, my plan is to order a 2014 calendar when I get a spare moment, but you also have the opportunity to snag some Rothfuss fanfic/erotica, authored and read by award-winning author and professional audiobook reader Mary Robinette Kowal. Fun for the whole family! Sorry, I meant to say, fun for any members of the family who are above the age of consent.

Merry almost Christmas. Tomorrow I share my (current) favorite Christmas music. Hint: dust off your dancing shoes.

Holiday Feast

Borrowing a page from Mary Robinette Kowal’s book – I mean, blog. She posted an absolutely gorgeous holiday menu a couple of weeks ago. Imitation being the sincerest form of flattery, I’m posting our Christmas dinner menu. These are  mostly dishes we’ve enjoyed for many years. This has been a busy few months, so I’m sticking with the tried-and-true.

This menu might seem unusual. See if you can spot what I mean.

Appetizers
Vegetable Birds Nests with Dipping Sauce
Assorted Cheeses and Crackers
Veggies and Dip

Dinner
Spinach Soufflé Crepes
Orange Scented Beets
Mashed Golden Potatoes
Green Beans
Applesauce
Olives
Croissants

Dessert
Christmas Cookies
Peppermint or Vanilla Ice Cream

Did you figure out how this menu differs from much traditional Christmas fare? Leave your answers in the comments section below. Christmas cookies will be awarded to the first five who answer, if you’re willing to provide an address.

Ding Dong Merrily on High

Bells

One of my favorite Christmas songs is “Ding Dong Merrily On High”, because you gotta  love a song with all those glorias. This one even beats out “Angels We Have Heard On High”, if you ask me. I especially like this version by Kings Choir.

However, if you want to get a sense of what it takes to sing all those glorias in one breath, you should check out this version: Julie Andrews from Christmas in Washington, 1992

Christmas with Raisins

A link to the image source

I’m a sucker for claymation raisins, especially when they sing a weird hybrid of R&B and rap.