EatInEatOut Holiday 2015 - Page 60

I t’s that time of year again. The time of year I curse under my breath for weeks on end. The time of year I constantly ask myself why I choose to live in a place that hurts my face when I walk outside my front door. The time of year I would happily trade in snowflakes for sunshine, parkas for tank tops, and snow boots for flip-flops. It is also the time of year I secretly adore. There is nothing like the buildup to the holiday season. It holds an exciting and almost magical connotation about it. Storefronts and residential homes alike decking their halls, holiday music filling the air with promise of joy and hope, and that unmistakable smell of a neighbour’s wood burning fireplace encapsulates everything the season is about for me. 60 WWW.EATINEATOUT.CA