Easily Bridget

Winter can be looked at one of two ways. You can see it as being cold and miserable with the streets lined with grey slush courtesy of the salt trucks. Annoying and repetitive caterwauling playing over store speakers and radio stations no matter where you go. Peppermint EVERYTHING.   Or… You can look at winter as I and so many others do. Tiny crystalline flakes fall from the sky to either make their home in a bed of snow or melt away just as quickly as they were formed. As you walk the sidewalks you can smell the aroma of chestnuts roasting. Trucks are set-up peddling every kind of hot chocolate imaginable and it’s almost guaranteed that you will find your favorite (or a new favorite!) among them. The storefronts are all decorated in beautiful sparkling lights.   That is my wintertime fantasy made real every time I visit New York City with my mother, a time-honored tradition. There are so many holidays in the winter months it’s easy to get wrapped up in one or two or maybe even more th