Christmas Is Coming …
Well, actually, I think it’s here already—and although I’ve been putting off the day, this morning I bit the bullet and went ‘out there’ to get in all the Christmas supplies, namely food and wine. And because this is New Zealand, i.e. southern hemisphere and height of summer, and also—as I mentioned in yesterday’s post, hot-hot-hot right now—the main thought that informed my purchasing foray was that no way, under any circumstances whatsover, was I buying anything that required the oven to be switched on.ย “If it can’t be served either grilled or chilled,” my thinking ran, “then I ain’t buying it!”
And I didn’t. But this being the height of summer, as mentioned above, there’s lots of great summer food that can be grilled, steamed, stir-fried, chilled, or served ‘as it comes’ that will still make the Christmas board festive. The foods I bought today include: strawberries, raspberries and cherries, sweetcorn on-the-cob, asparagus and snowspeas and bell peppers, new potatoes, oysters, and the meat–definitely for the grill, not the oven–is an eye fillet of beef.ย There’s a few other things in the mix as well, but I still think I have the makings of a Christmas Day feast in all that, even if it is not traditional “trimmings.”
I did mention wine as well, didn’t I? According to the wine shop proprietor, Christmas is the one time of the year that both ‘bubbles’ (‘methode traditionelle’ to the more rarified out there, and real-deal champagne for those not on a budget ๐ ) and dessert wine (‘stickies’) are bought in large numbers—so of course I bought both. (“Chilled”—got it? [Winks])
And going outside of wine, just briefly, limoncello—so there can be limoncello & lemon mousse to go with the Christmas Day raspberries!
Some of you may be saying: hold on, it’s only the 23rd. Not so, I reply: this is not just the southern hemisphere, it’s also New Zealand, the first country in the world to see the sunrise—for me, today is Christmas Eve and more than time to be thinking about Christmas fare.
I also promised you poetry and stories for the season. Yesterday’s poem was A Nor’west Season. Today, I’m referring you to Helen Rickerby’s Winked Ink blog, where she featured my poem Christmastide as her Tuesday Poem.
I was very pleased when Helen chose to feature this particular poem, because to me it is quintessential New Zealand Christmas—the heat, the vegetation flowering, the odyssies we all make to reconnect with friends and family around the country. Usually though, the pohutakawa doesn’t flower at Christmas; it’s just a little earlier, in mid-late November, early December. But the year I wrote Christmastide was anomalous for some reason and the pohutakawas were all flowering late, so my journey north, to Hamilton and then Auckland, was coloured crimson.
Worth a poem, I thought, especially as it was another really hot year. So click on the link and enjoy!
Sounds like Christmas dinner at your place will be delicious, Helen! I wish you and yours the merriest of Christmases! ๐
Thank you!
Can you come cook for me?? Hahaha I hope you have a great Christmas!!!
Thanks Tarran–& re the cooking bit, who knows—when you make it over this way, anything could happen … ๐
Merry Christmas!
I am a bit of a traditionalist, the oven will be switched on at my place for a Christmas dinner of roast lamb. Actually, I feel the grill heats the room up almost as much.
But there will be pavlova, and strawberries, and cold ham and salad for many days after Christmas. I can imagine a snowy northern hemisphere Christmas, but I can’t imagine Christmas without strawberries.
Have fun with that, Catherine!
I enjoyed the northern hemisphere christmas when I lived in Sweden, but definitely missed the strawberries, raspberries and cherries. Mind you, there was the mulled wine …
Your meal sounds delish, Helen! Instead of mulled wine, try Spanish Sangria – it’s the perfect colour for Christmas; as well as being beautifully refreshing, you can add sliced strawberries and cucumber, blueberries, orange slices, mint and a dash of pomegranate juice to the red wine and other ingredients. Cheers! Have a great day.
Claire, I think it will be “quite nice” (Kiwi understatement at play here!)–but the sangria sounds amazing and I must/will try!
And to quote a poem by Joanna Preston:
” .. I wish you Angels
drag-racing owls
at midnight, Angels
perched on traffic lights
drumming aimless feet
against the green,
I wish you Angels
whistling.”
Wow – what splendid lines from JP! Thanks to you both. ; )
Welcome, you are! ‘Bubbles’ with strawberries I am now off to imbibe! ๐