Festive food and festive music
A special request to the fowl merchants across the land. Could you please affix a simple “This Side Up” label to the birds. This was not the first time that my meal received a hearty welcome to the table, along with a sotto voce comment about the turkey/chicken being upside down. Colour coding the flesh is insufficient for some (brown on one side, white on the other). And my explanation that the bird carried its fleshy section down to the ground doesn’t win me any sympathy.
Speaking of fowl, we’re into the empty nest period of our life. No kids on hand; I could have pulled the center slab from the table, or stowed chairs in the bedroom. Plenty of elbow space (and little wrestling for bread and pickles). The only compromise in the menu involved potatoes that began the meal as mashed…
And with that, Christmas is ready to go back in the box.
Following a brief survey of the literature (does that apply when considering music?), I now hold that there are more songs for this festive season than any other. The radio doesn’t need to repeat titles, or artists; everybody records at least one Xmas Album. Multiply a few times, shake the jukebox and the songs (in the key of C) pour out for weeks at a time. Even puppets get into the mood. I watched Elmo in a duet with Ms Keys this afternoon, and neither seemed nonplussed by the “inter-species” contact. Time to teach the dog to sing…
