Monday, December 12, 2011


Christmas—how many images the word calls up: we think of carol-singers and holly-decked churches where people hymn in time-honoured strains the Birth of the Divine Child; of frost and snow, and, in contrast, of warm hearths and homes bright with light and colour, very fortresses against the cold; of feasting and revelry, of greetings and gifts exchanged; and lastly of vaguely superstitious customs, relics of long ago, performed perhaps out of respect for use and wont, or merely in jest, or with a deliberate attempt to throw ourselves back into the past, to re-enter for a moment the mental childhood of the race. These are a few of 19the pictures that rise pell-mell in the minds of English folk at the mention of Christmas; how many other scenes would come before us if we could realize what the festival means to men of other nations. Yet even these will suggest what hardly needs saying, that Christmas is something far more complex than a Church holy-day alone, that the celebration of the Birth of Jesus, deep and touching as is its appeal to those who hold the faith of the Incarnation, is but one of many elements that have entered into the great winter festival.
——Clement A. Miles, Christmas Customs and Traditions

When and where did the keeping of Christmas begin? Many details of its early history remain in uncertainty, but it is fairly clear that the earliest celebration of the Birth of Christ on December 25 took place at Rome about the middle of the fourth century, and that the observance of the day spread from the western to the eastern Church, which had before been wont to keep January 6 as a joint commemoration of the Nativity and the Baptism of the Redeemer.

The first mention of a Nativity feast on December 25 is found in a Roman document known as the Philocalian Calendar, dating from the year 354, but embodying an older document evidently belonging to the year 336. It is uncertain to which date the Nativity reference belongs; but further back than 336 at all events the festival cannot be traced.

The log placed on the fire on the Vigil of the Nativity no longer forms an important part of the English Christmas. Yet within the memory of many it was a very essential element in the celebration of the festival, not merely as giving out welcome warmth in the midwinter cold, but as possessing occult, magical properties.…The English customs can hardly be better introduced than in Herrick's words:

“Come, bring, with a noise,
My merry, merry boys,
The Christmas Log to the firing:
While my good Dame she Bids ye all be free,
And drink to your hearts’ desiring.

With the last year's Brand Light the new Block, and
For good success in his spending,
On your psaltries play, That sweet luck may
Come while the log is a-teending.” 

I've collected Christmas books for years, and must have at least a couple hundred. Their contents range from anthologies of seasonal poetry, short stories, and novels, to histories of the holiday and its customs and traditions, sketches and narratives of remembered Christmases by various writers, cookbooks, even a craft book or two, though Myladylove collects the latter two categories and probably has upwards of a hundred Christmas volumes of her own.

This year, starting on the first day of December, I thought it might be fun to dip into a few of these works and share a quote or two from their pages—a few lines of poetry, a bit of prose, maybe even a recipe—on a daily basis, a sort of "Christmas Quotedown," which I'll put up in addition to my regular posts. I'll also include a photo of the book's cover, from which the day's quotes are taken—though a few, lacking a dust jacket or any sort of fancy cover design, might be decidedly non-photogenic. On the other hand, several of my favorite Christmas works are quotably rich troves, indeed, and thus might end up furnishing more than a day's worth of quotes—though I'm starting out with the notion of a different book each day. 

Along the way, I hope I select some things you enjoy. 



giggles said...

I keep forgetting to tell you, so please forgive the non sequitor (sp?)

Your pancakes got great reviews. The first words out of middle child's (full) mouth were "Oh mom....These are SOOOO GOOOOOD!" I said "Thanks to Jim!" In unison three voices were heard to ask "Who's Jim??!!"

No more need for Bisquick. Many thanks. What a great Christmas present!!

Grizz………… said...


Well, if they passed the kid test, they must have hit the spot! Remember, we are talking pancakes—so the gift that keeps on giving so deliciously on the tongue can wind up giving just as well on the hips. Don't say I didn't warn ya. Not they it ever stopped me from scarfing down another stack…

giggles said...

I enjoyed this first batch very much. But with buttermilk as the liquid part...? Yeah, I'll be eating a super short stack from now on!!!

Grizz………… said...


Are we talking dairy intolerance here? You might try making them with soy milk—maybe add a teaspoon or tablespoon of white vinegar to come closer to tasting like buttermilk. Buttermilk does have an effect on the batter, however, so this might not prove a perfect fix. If you're just referring to calories, buttermilk is reasonably low, in spite of the name.