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I'm wassailing

...which is a festive holiday kind of way of saying I'm getting slightly soused on mulled wine as a way to soothe frazzled nerves.

I have a few other things on my mind this season besides crowded shopping malls and traffic tie-ups. It seems that I have a bit of a lump in a place where women shouldn't have one. My second mammogram this morning showed a blobby bit about the size of a pea on the right side and the doc couldn't tell what it was, so I'm going in tomorrow morning for an ultrasound. It's probably nothing. But it might be something.

So I've worked myself into a state that requires medicinal treatment of the merlot variety. If you would like to join in the fun, you can try the recipe...

English Wassail

1 pint water
1 cup honey
4 cloves
3 sticks cinnamon
2 lemons thinly sliced
1 bottle medium dry red wine

Boil together water, honey, cloves and cinnamon for five minutes. Add two lemons thinly sliced and allow to stand for 7 or 8 minutes. Add a bottle of medium dry red wine and heat slowly until just below boiling point. pour into a jug and serve hot.

Comments

That sounds like a mighty fine recipe. And I think wassailing is just the thing to be doing right now. I'm glad you decided to wassail!
Chilly Dog said…
Is wassailing anything like Wasilla-ing---going to the hometown of Sarah Palin?

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