As I grow older, I feel my love for the festive season changing.
Obvs I am still the ULTIMATE Christmas fan girl, but in a different way.
I feel like throughout life, the meaning of the holiday changes.
As a nipper it is all about the presents. You creep around the Christmas tree feeling and rattling said pressies, write extensive wish lists, live for Santa’s midnight visit.
And then something changes. It’s no longer the presents you dream about, its the food. The mulled wine. The cheeseboards. The sweet treats. The people you love.
Getting together with your nearest and dearest, eating good food, having one too many and getting ever so *slightly* merry is one of life’s finest pleasures.
And to be completely honest, as you grow older you realise how utterly skint adult life really is. I would much rather celebrate food and each other, whilst knowing my friends and family could still afford rent y’know?
I have started to create edible gifts of the past few years. Decorated gingerbread men, pots of jam and chutney (coz I bloody LOVE a good chutney) – that kinda ting.
Speaking of delicious edible gifts, I received this tin of dreams yesterday…
From the Gods of edible gifts themselves, Biscuiteers.
I have seen their glorious shop front across Instagram, forever lusting over their exquisite iced biscuits. Never did I think I would recieve a tin of my own.
They kindly sent me their gluten free Christmas collection, perf for my gluten free fam as the festive season can be a bit of a bloomin’ nightmare.
I did have a gobble of one (or three heheh) with my cuppa T, but I have packed them back into the tin ready for my family to tuck into.
Thank you SO much Biscuiteers for this lovely treat – they are almost too good to eat! Almost… Not quite. >:) If you fancy treating your fam / friends to one this christmas – have a peak here.
Also – haaaaaaappy Friday! I am currently running on two hours of sleep. Shots and espresso martinis last night were not a wise idea – I hope you are feeling better than I am haha! 🙃