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I consider myself a pretty adventurous eater. I’m willing to try most things and enjoy them equally. But for whatever reason, I can’t get behind eggnog. I don’t think it’s the raw egg part. Who knows what’s really in that supermarket eggnog, but the real stuff, in case you hadn’t guessed, has egg whites. I can deal with that. I eat home made mayo and make Caesar dressing. I really can’t pin the exact reason, there’s just something about the stuff that creeps me out.
Whether I like it or not, eggnog is pretty synonymous with Christmas. Almost as much as Christmas cookies are. I’d like to say cookies are what children think of and eggnog is the more adult version, but I know PLENTY of adults who’d rather go for the plate of cookies rather than a glass of eggnog. You know who you are…
I thought long and hard about this, but I will not be making Christmas cupcakes this year. Generally I bring something to my family’s Christmas Eve dinner and really wanted to bring cupcakes, but it’s just going to be too difficult. My dessert making will take place in my mom’s kitchen and while my mom’s a good cook/baker, she’s not a cupcake maker. Meaning I would have to schlep my piping tools, cupcake scoop, liners to her place, along with the rest of our clothes for the next 4 days and presents. And while my mom’s kitchen is FAR MORE exquisite than my shabby Brooklyn rental (that I’m not willing to invest any money I can’t take with me in) kitchen, it lacks one essential appliance.
Brooklyn Locavore 