by Stephan Herzog
There is this saying: “I complained about the holes in my shoes, until I met the man with no feet”! I think the same can be applied to food. Comfort food? Food, period. Any food. Just as long as there is food. Of course I like my Christmas stollen and hazelnut...
by Sara Pinto da Silva (Hemenway)
Disclaimer: If you have children in your family who believe in Santa, please do not read this to them! Growing up in a Portuguese household meant that Santa would visit our home and deliver presents on Christmas Eve. When I was about four or five – I can’t...
by Chris Kaatz
Growing up as a kid, Christmas just seemed magical. It was a time for holiday breaks, time together as a family, holiday decorations, and great food. It was also a time for family traditions. From seeing who could wake up first on the Friday after Thanksgiving to...
by Raewyn Orlich
“Now, bring us some figgy pudding, now, bring us some figgy pudding, now bring us some figgy pudding, and bring it right here!” Ever wonder what carolers are demanding after wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year? Being from South Africa, of British and...
by Rhea Waters
April 2020 was the month my mom passed—a time when the world was shut down, when borders were closed, and isolation ruled. And yet, even in that stillness, God never stopped speaking. My mom was the most social person I’ve ever known. She lit up any room she entered....
by Honesto Pascual
“Penitensya” (penitence, penance, loosly translated from Tagalog). It happens once a year at about high noon, the hottest time of day, on Good Friday, two days before Easter. Some believe that it is one of the most extreme examples of colonial mentality...
