The blizzard that roared up the East Coast on Sunday and shut down travel across the country didn’t prevent us from getting home from the grandparents. I saw a weather report after my second serving of Christmas dinner and decided to start packing. We drove all night on Saturday and thanks to two late-night cups of coffee I didn’t get to sleep until after 3 a. m.
Sunday is usually a day of cooking and preparing for the week but yesterday, by necessity, it was a true day of rest. I did little more than read the paper, eat sublime Christmas dinner leftovers, and assemble a 5,000 piece Playmobil pyramid with the girls. Santa Maria showed me René Redzepi's Op-Ed in the New York Times about recycling your Christmas tree by eating it, and I’d like to share it here. Redzepi, the chef and co-owner of the restaurant Noma and the author of “Noma: Time and Place in Nordic Cuisine,” has a clever idea, but I found the readers’ responses more instructive than his suggestions for making spruce butter or spruce oil.
One tart commenter said, “Just make sure it's not a hemlock.” A good joke and an important point: it’s essential to know where your food comes from.