Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Oranges are a Christmas tradition around our place. It was my blog buddy Parsnip who reminded me about the orange in the toe of the stocking. She said it was one of her fond memories of the season--and coincidentally it's one of mine as well. Probably it is for lots of people, especially the tangerines that come into the stores towards the end of November. That scent is irrevocably tied to Christmas in my mind.
Oranges come up in other ways at Christmas time too. At least once over the season my husband tells about his mother's story of getting nothing for Christmas but an orange. She grew up in backwoods Maine and I can totally see that then (around 1920) an orange would be a complete treat in the middle of winter.
And then there's the traditional casserole of sweet potatoes and oranges that I've made for Christmas dinner at every single year since I was a little girl. The recipe is in my old Joy of Cooking and the book actually opens to that page because every year I have to check on the proportions of yams, orange rind, orange juice, brown sugar, butter and salt. Every year I buy a bag of oranges and we eat them all up in a few days. Yes, oranges are definitely a traditional part of the season here.
You can find out about other people's traditions today over here on Nine Muses Musing.