‘Tis the season. I am not all gushy about Christmas. I actually believe that it is the over-commercialization (though any commercialization should be considered “over-“) of an event that would more appropriately be celebrated in September/October, but it is a tradition, if celebrated, that should be well-celebrated. My greatest memories of Christmas are not the gifts, but rather the time spent with family.
Perhaps the most lasting tradition I have is Chex Mix and puzzles. As long as I can remember, the Armstrong’s have consumed mass quantities of Chex Mix and did puzzles over the Christmas break.
The puzzles started with places we had visited—the Grand Teton, Brice Canyon, etc. Over the years, it has evolved into trying to find the most difficult puzzles. I believe my dad still curses me for the red apple on a black background I gifted him many years ago. As puzzles go, it was torturous.
Most any substantial puzzle can be punishing. There is always “just one more piece before bed…” or “I’m just going to finish Teddy Roosevelt’s nostril…”. This leads to yet another piece or George Washington’s forehead. I love it! Last year, Las Vegas was quite brutal. Such fun!
Chex Mix is a must. I remember huge tubs of the treat when I was a kids. You eat a first-full and search for that “two bumps and a pointy”. It has to be the real deal. Homemade.
It has taken my wife a while to come around. For years she has been bringing home the pre-made, packaged Chex Mix. It is not the same. I like the homemade kind.
I am realizing, this year, that making the Chex Mix is part of the tradition. I don’t think the recipe has changed in 45+ years (though one may feel free to improvise). This year, I have convinced Pam to let me make it. A new holiday tradition is (re)born. Homemade Chex Mix and the 2016 Puzzle. Late nights and family fun. Who could conceive a more fun holiday break?
I am excited to see what challenging puzzle awaits.
Whatever your family traditions, carpe momento!