My dad sent me last night pictures of the Yule log, or bûche de Noël as we call it, he made with mum. It's not Christmas without one. My parents added Christmas trees on it, which is a bit of a novelty. I tried to bake a Yule log once, but it ended up looking like a squid and tasting not so great. I bought one from shop, which I put in the freezer. We will decorate it with Wolfie, just like he did with the one his grandparents made during our last visit to Québec. Not quite the same, but it somewhat preserves old family traditions.
Saturday, 11 December 2021
The family's Yule Log
Labels:
arbre de Noël,
Bûche de Noël,
childhood,
Christmas,
Christmas tree,
comfort food,
dessert,
enfance,
famille,
family,
food,
gastronomie,
Noël,
nostalgia,
nostalgie,
Yule log
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2 comments:
Looks a bit like hieroglyphics!
What a lovely tradition.
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