This Christmas was my first spent away from home, without family, and with the burden of cooking resting on my shoulders and that of my friend.
It was a little bit hard, but FaceTime exists, and so do books.
On the whole, the meals that my friend and I cooked were edible. It’s been well over twenty-four hours now and neither of us have expired. We cooked an English Breakfast followed by a Sunday Roast followed by … nothing; we were too full.
LIST OF (PROBABLY) HELPFUL HINTS FOR COOKING THINGS
- If your muffin tray is rusted, just give up on making the Yorkshire puddings. DO NOT – and I repeat, DO NOT – use cupcake holders and put too much of the mix inside.
- If you do this, bin it. Your Yorkshire puds will turn into Welsh ones – soggy.
- … aaannnddd they will be like flour glue. Flour. Glue.
- Maybe don’t use chicken gravy for pork. Doesn’t quite go.
- Don’t get exotic sounding sausages. They do not match an English breakfast. You will bin them.
- Don’t make cupcakes with no recipe with the remaining Yorkshire pudding mix.
- Don’t overcook the cupcakes you just made.
- Don’t eat the overcooked cupcakes you just made – they will be hard and they will taste like sweet bread with sugar granules and chocolate chips to garnish.
With breakfast, we watched Four Lions which is a dark British comedy about four terrorists. It was not an overwhelmingly Christmas movie.
We both FaceTimed home. I spoke to my parents about drugs and life and witches which entertained everyone involved, I think.
Afterwards, with dinner, we partook of Pride and Prejudice – and, please don’t slay me – but I’ve never found Colin Firth to be attractive.
I suppose it is because the first time I ever watched him on-screen, I was quite small and he was just an ancient bloke on a TV diving into a pond for some reason unknown to me.
And then, I curled up on the sofa with a book, An Unlikely Duchess by Mary Balogh – which had STRONG AND MARVELLOUS Heyer undertones and so made me very happy.
And finally, we watched Spiderman: Homecoming with friends. I’ve discovered that I too need Captain America to be there to help me through life.
The house that my friend lives in has AMAZING acoustics and so she had a violin and I had a tenor recorder and we played carols and songs. We are going on tour soon – and will be bringing tears to people’s eyes. Tears of PAIN!
(I’m kidding. I just really love that joke.)
Presents were from as far a field as England, and as near a field as a Wal-Mart. We had stockings and opened presents like grown-ups. (I’m just kidding – we broke and opened a present each the night before.)
Was I homesick, you ask? Yes. A little. But I survived – with the aid of friends, plenty of FaceTime, movies, books, and sort of edible cooking.
Happy New Year!