Yummies From The Basement

Somehow Christmas reminds me of my blind grandmother, Persis Beach Bennett, and the narrow stairs that went down to the basement. Her biggest oven was at bottom of the stairs. She would cook the best stuff down there –at Christmas, the Christmas Turkey. She seemed to go up and down the stairs many times just to baste the bird. Raspberry steamed pudding came up from those stairs too. The stairs were quite dark. I always felt it was a little spooky going down there and the darkness scared me as a child. That didn’t matter to Grammie, however. She couldn’t see anyway. Most children were watching for Santa to come from the chimney. I was watching for Grammie to come out of the basement.

Eagle Crest Resort

Eagle Crest Resort (Redmond, OR) has asked me four years in a row to join them when Santa is there. Every weekend, from Thanksgiving to Christmas, Eagle Crest has a wagon with big draft horses to go through all the delightful Christmas light displays. The children are delighted with the entire spectacle. Parents and grandparents are there with the children and often purchase “I Can’t See, But….I Can Imagine” adding to excitement and pleasing the kids. I will be there every Friday and Saturday evening until Christmas – with Santa and the beautiful horses, of course.