I’m not exactly sure why, but celebrating Christmas puts me in a decidedly British state of mind. For the rest of the holidays circled on the calendar, I eat, drink and behave like an American (for better or for worse). But, for some reason, at Yuletide I shed my Yankee Doodle dandyisms and act all… Continue reading Good Cheer to Raise the Spirits of any Suppertime Scrooge