The mornings are crisp and the air has a glint of white about it that gives the whole world a frosty veneer. It is, as the song tells us, the most wonderful time of the year. Salutations are peppy and festive, food plentiful, and fellowship constant. It is Christmastime.
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I love that my generation has taken a hold of snacks and made them into not only a socially-acceptable mode of daily nutrition but a hallowed one. If you're not entirely sure of the current snack pseudonyms, see; charcuterie, tapas, tastings, flights…