Let me preface this post with the fact that I'm Jewish, a full-on Jew, not a "half-Jew" (I don't believe in Half-Jews), not an "oh my great grandma was Jewish so that makes me kind of Jewish Jew", but a Jew. I did Hebrew school, Bat Mitzvah, the whole nine yards. That being said, Christmas is my favorite holiday, I'm crazy for it. Growing up we had storybook Christmases with my Mom's extended family that included everyone singing 12 Days of Christmas, some Christmases were snow covered, and for probably too long my parents did the whole wait-until-we-were-asleep-to-get-the-presents-down-from-the-attic-to-make-it seem-like-Santa-had-come-thing, real mensches (Yiddish for good people).
Lately, my parents and I meet some of our family in Florida for Christmas, so while they're not snow covered and the presents stay under the tree for many weeks leading up to Christmas, they're still just as magical as when we were little. This year was no exception. Christmas in Florida is very relaxing-- we drink too champagne, cook amazing meals, watch movies, and enjoy each other's company. My baby cousin in the Navy was able to join us so that made it extra special.
After a delicious long weekend in La La Land (as we like to call Florida) I headed back to San Francisco for New Years. I love the week between Christmas and New Years because the city is quiet, a real rarity in San Francisco. It's a week to relish, I caught up on work, on life admin stuff, and took the opportunity to unplug a little earlier than usual each day to breathe in the last bits of the Christmas Season. This included finally making it to The Fairmont to see the giant 2-story completely edible gingerbread house in the lobby and a Christmas tree entirely made of Moet.
I topped it off with an amazing New Years Eve with a few of my girlfriends. To be honest, I hate New Years Eve, it's expensive, crowded, loud, and overall a consistent disappointment every time I go out for it. This year was a good mix of in and out. Three girlfriends met at my apartment where we finished getting ready and sipped champagne, then ventured out for a gorgeous dinner at a new restaurant, called The Gibson. After dinner one of my girlfriends joined me back at my house for a movie, we watched Burnt and I promptly fall asleep mid-movie (my kinda night), at midnight we poked our heads out the windows to hear cheering from the streets and fireworks going off.
How did you celebrate the holidays? Did you take advantage of the lull between Christmas and New Years?