Home for the Holidays

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This theory may not hold up in a court of law, but I believe there is only one way to truly, truly appreciate the magnificence of New York City and that is to be from somewhere else. You have to have gone without to know how much NYC is truly offering you. And since I am an NYC import, I traveled home to Buffalo, NY for the holidays and to catch up on some hometown treats.

To avoid the assumption that during the the week I was home I had to take a sled of dogs from location to location, I will reveal there was actually no snow on the ground, even though we somehow got the reputation for always being covered in inches upon inches of snow.

Christmas traditions are the salvation to the holiday and for as long as I can remember my mother has decorated her house from head to toe, (she gave me an official tour of the decor setup upon arrival), there is a fresh tree with homemade decorations from her younger days and I suppose technically mine as well and Christmas morning begins with breakfast casserole and blueberry muffins. These days however we are including mimosas for the now mature attendees. We exchanged gifts and in true “my mother” fashion, whom you never need to tell what you want, she always knows just what to get, she presented me with a frame of photos from my blog, one of my cherished accomplishments of 2014. The day also included several stops to see family members I wish I could see much more often with a quaint dinner at my Aunt Pamm’s house where I chose my own homemade ornament.

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A post about Buffalo, NY has to include the the consumption of some Buffalo wings and I took advantage of Mommy and Me time at the Bar Bill Tavern in East Aurora, NY for wings at one of my favorite wing establishments in the Buffalo area. We reviewed my karaoke rendition of Santa Baby (now booking performances) and the antics of our Chocolate Lab Goliath.

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The week also included my father mentioning an unborn child in the form of a grandchild that I owe him, coffee with a dear friend at the local Spot Coffee and making stops at places that most certainly feel like home and laughter with friends that I without a doubt miss.

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I would be lying if I said that I don’t miss home, where everything seems familiar, but on a six hour drive home, I reminded myself that there was a reason that I moved to New York. There is some course in history that needs me to be here and if that reason is simply to add a chapter to my story that makes me better able to conquer the world, then I will take it. Because as they say, “If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere.” Until next time.

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