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Saint Nicholas Day (Mikulas)

On December 24, 2023

In Baking, Christmas, Czech Republic, Friendship, St. Nicholas Day, Travel

“Saint Nicholas” or “Mikulas”

Saint Nicholas in the United States is known as Santa Claus, a jovial figure who travels from the North Pole on Christmas Eve to bring gifts to good girls and boys. The writer Washington Irving, remembered at his Sunnyside home in the New York Hudson Valley, introduced “Sancte Claus,” a Dutch patron saint who smoked a pipe, rode in a wagon, and slid down chimneys to deliver gifts to children in “A History of New York” (1809) and extolled Christmas merriment in England in four essays in “The Sketch Book” (1819), known today for “The Legend of Sleepy Hollow” and “Rip Van Winkle”. His essays described celebrations that were nothing like the subdued observances of the American Puritan culture of the time. After returning home, Washington Irving co-founded The Saint Nicholas Society of New York, which moved gift-giving from the European St. Nicholas Day on December 5th or 6th to the 25th to extend the celebration. Washington Irving saw “yuletide gatherings” as cheerful counterbalances to life, later “fine-tuned” by Charles Dickens.

Clement Clarke Moore/Harry Livingston, Jr.’s poem “Twas the Night Before Christmas” (1823, now marking a 200th anniversary) first described St. Nicholas as “jolly” and added reindeer and the drawings of German-American caricaturist Thomas Nast (1862), whose works are at Macculloch Hall in New Jersey, are other artists who changed the image of the more serious Sinterklass of the Dutch in New York City into Santa Claus. (“Sinterklass” became “Sinty Claus,” though our grandfather, born on Christmas Eve in 1897 and whose father was from Ireland, used to say what I thought was “Santy Claus,” perhaps the Gaelic “Sainti” for “Santa” and others may have similar stories from many cultures.)

Thomas Nast’s Santa Claus, originally shared in a political context (Wiki)

Preceding Sinterklass and Father Christmas in England, Scotland, and Ireland was the original Santa figure of Saint Nicholas of Myra, Turkey, (270-343), a real-life Christian bishop with a miter, staff, and vestments who was the patron saint of children and a bringer of gifts, often in secret, which included throwing pouches of gold coins through the windows of those in need. Saint Nicholas Day, which often begins with the bishop’s arrival on a white horse on December 5th or 6th and starts a holiday season that lasts through Three Kings Day, January 6th, in The Netherlands, Belgium, Germany, and France.

At the holidays, many of us have hearts in two places whether with family and friends near and far, two homes, or perhaps between the past and the present. On December 5th, “Mikulas,” I always think of Prague where I had the pleasure of living for a time. I had planned on sharing this year’s recipe “thank you” for St. Nicholas Day or “Mikulas,” but all the elements in the photos came together afterward. Czechs celebrate somewhat like our Halloween with costumes which is a source of great fun and would be lovely to share at another time. What always struck me about Mikulas was that there was such tremendous spirit on one of the darkest nights of winter.

Gift-giving and the family celebration is on Christmas Eve („Štědrý večer,” or “Generous Evening”) after the traditional meal of fish soup, schnitzel or carp, potato salad, and vegetables. (Sometimes, the carp is not eaten, but kept in a bathtub like a pet for the children, which I remember fondly from my early days there.) After dinner, a bell rings to let children (and grown-ups) know that Baby Jesus (Ježíšek) has left their presents under the Christmas tree. Good conversation, Czech fairy tale movies, Christmas cookies, and often midnight mass follow even for the non-religious. Visits with friends and neighbors take place on Christmas Day and the day after. Though kolaches are not associated with Christmas, they are popular everyday pastries that Czechs and visitors alike enjoy year-round. This year’s cookie recipe “thank you” is a spin on those.

Beautiful, traditional Czech-style glass-blown ornament from Michelle Carr on Esty: Cschelles who sells these at the Prague Christmas Market as well as online.

Astronomical clock ornament and “Merry Christmas”

The Czech ornaments I had were long ago given away, much like the impossibility of keeping a good book to oneself. They were too beautiful not to share, which Czechs would understand as the work of good writers circulated with appreciation. To my Czech friends in the “big village” of Prague, I was and am thinking of you with gratitude.

České ozdoby, které jsem měl, byly dávno rozdány, podobně jako nemožnost nechat si dobrou knihu pro sebe. Byly příliš krásné na to, abychom je nesdíleli, což by Češi chápali jako dílo dobrých spisovatelů, které kolovalo s uznáním. Svým českým přátelům z pražské „velké vesnice“ jsem na vás byl a myslím na vás s vděčností.

“Bowdoin College” bear from the UK with thanks

Ornament from German Christmas market (danke)

Charming felt mice are from Juegoal and the friendly snowman is from Acme

Kolachkes from Kelly at thehungrybluebird.com: “Kolachkes are traditional Czech cookies filled with jam, cheese or nuts and dusted with powdered sugar. These kolachkes are popular in Chicago area bakeries and my family’s favorite Christmas-time treat!”

Ingredients

4 sticks unsalted butter softened
6 ounces cream cheese softened
3 cups all-purpose flour sifted
6 tablespoons whipping cream
Confectioners’ sugar for rolling and sprinkling
Jam jelly or preserves of choice
Cream cheese filling optional, recipe follows
Nut filling optional, recipe follows

Instructions

Beat butter and cream cheese in bowl of electric mixer until light. Beat in the flour and cream, alternating the flour and cream, until well mixed. The dough will be very soft. Divide into 4 portions and wrap in plastic wrap. Refrigerate overnight.
Preheat oven to 350º and have ungreased cookie sheets ready.
Sprinkle work surface and rolling pin with powdered sugar. Roll out dough portion to about ¼-inch thickness. The dough is hard to roll at first but then gets easier. If it tears a little in spots, just pinch it back together. Use a small round cutter (2-inch diameter) to cut out cookies and place on baking sheet, about 1 – 2 inches apart.
Make a small depression in the center of each with your fingertip. I used, and prefer, the bottom of a shot glass which I dipped in powdered sugar so it wouldn’t stick. Works better for me than with my fingertip. Fill cookies scantily with jam, jelly, preserves, cheese or nut filling. If you use too much filling, it will run out onto the baking sheet.
Bake until bottoms are lightly browned, about 12 – 15 minutes. Cool on wire rack and sprinkle generously with powdered sugar while still warm.

Notes: Cheese Filling: Beat together 1 (8-ounce) package softened cream cheese, 1 egg yolk, ½ cup powdered sugar and 1 teaspoon vanilla until well mixed and smooth. Nut Filling: Cook 1 cup coarsely ground walnuts in 2 tablespoons unsalted butter, ⅓ cup granulated sugar and 1 teaspoon vanilla until the nuts turn golden. Let cool. Makes 7 to 8 dozen, recipe can be halved.

Preparation time: 15 minutes. Baking time: 15 minutes. Overnight chill time: 12 hours. Total Time: 12 hours \, 30 minutes. mins. Servings: 96 pastries. Calories: 57 calories each.

East meets West: Wooden ornament (via Murdough’s Christmas Shop, Stone Harbor) and Lucy the Elephant (lucytheelephant.org), Margate; mug is from GoodStuffGifts on Etsy.

Delightful reminiscing and wonderful recipes by LaVina Vanorny-Barcus (Amazon); caroler decoration from Ye Olde Yardley Florist, and tea bag gift (dekuji)

(Sources: thehungrybird.com, cooklikeczechs.com, visitcechia.com, whychristmas.com, neh.gov, smithsonianmag.com, santaswhiskers.com, Google translate, home.army.mil, traveltomorrow.com, nypost.com, ageofrevolutions.com, Wiki)

“Welcome Summer at State Fair Meadowlands”

By Kathleen Helen Levey

On June 25, 2021

In Culture, Family, Friendship, Lifestyle, State Fair, Travel

State Fair Meadowlands with MetLife Stadium

“Treat every day like Christmas.”

Buddy the Elf

Celebrate summer and every new day out at the State Fair Meadowlands with its welcome return. Rainbow colors, catchy pop tunes, the whirring of rides, and shrieks of delight – the fair produced by State Fair Event Management is the launch of summer fun.

Perhaps it is true to form that a fair in New Jersey is on pavement as opposed to being in a cornfield, but a magical transformation delivers both an amusement park and a Garden State country fair with face painting, a petting zoo, pig races, high dives, music (not just live music, but great bands), magic shows, and a renowned hypnotist’s act that has most out-of-staters leaving saying, “Where’s the nearest jughandle so we can turn around and do it all again?” As part of the Meadowlands dynamic, helicopter rides take the place of the traditional hot air balloon ones. The location also gives excellent accessibility, so everyone can attend.

Floating over Root Beer Floats on the Sky Ride ✨

Following so many pairs of tiny hands in big, wandering fairgoers will first encounter a cornucopia of booths with every imagined fair food favorite from cotton candy to tropical smoothies to gyros to empanadillas. (If you’re dieting, wear blinders and track shoes, or better yet, treat your loved ones.) The serene Sky Ride gives fairgoers an overview and #instagreat photos that meet classic thrill rides like the Polar Express with scares galore in the Haunted Mansion. Candy colored kiddie rides are rivaled only by the Petting Zoo. Though scaled back a bit this year, the zoo still provides enough kid to kid excitement with goats and barnyard friends to elicit happy dances from small children. The fun of rides is only part of the “feel good” atmosphere that makes this one of my favorite events in the state. Adding to the daily fair excitement are the Fourth of July fireworks on July 3^rd and 4^th.

Young Artists

Did you know that you would meet young artists at the fair? Portraiture is the new selfie, proving that everything old is new again, and fairgoers will have the pleasure of experiencing charm in person with no signal dropping. Remember making conversation? New friends will be met at the fair.

Thank you to these young artists. 🎨🌟

Travel Tidbits

To mask or not to mask? Candidly, not many wore masks on this year’s visit, but you can wear one without feeling out of place. If you are concerned, consider going early when it is easier to social distance. Everyone and everything, however, must pass through a metal detector at the entrance. Thank you to security for keeping each and every person safe. Thanks, too, to the amazing professionals calling out to come enjoy the rides and play games, whatever the weather, whatever the crowd, and to those who posed for photos taking it in faith that they were asked for those in good faith.

All smiles at the fun basketball toss at Cully’s Enterprises

Tickets for the fair, June 18^th through July 11^th, must be purchased online and a barcode downloaded for each instead of printing. A Pay One Price Fun Pass includes free admission, free shows and unlimited rides with some exceptions, and free parking. A Fast Pass, available only at the fair, entitles ticketholders to upgrade tickets and skip the lines for some rides. Children under three feet are free, a generous tradition.

As for souvenirs, the memories to take back into the workaday world are beyond compare. The fair magician conjures up children’s smiles, peals of laughter, and marvel, shared harmoniously by one and all. With this beautiful weather, what could be better than to rejoin family and friends in fun? With feet on the ground, but hearts in the air, let’s say to each other, “We’ll meet at the fair”.

(Sources: David Bernenbaum, screenwriter for “Elf”, for the opening quote and State Fair Events Management/State Fair Meadowlands)

“The Garden of Friendship”

By Kathleen Helen Levey

On February 1, 2021

In Fashion, Friendship, Gardening

A snow-laden winter garden may appear bleak, but beneath the earth beats the slow, steady heartbeat of hibernation. The emerging January light, perhaps the finest for photography, has a newborn clarity. January, associated with the Roman god of transition and beginnings, Janus, looks both forward and backward in his depictions. He takes the wisdom drawn from the past into the future, an investment much like the good faith planting of seeds.

With all of us keen for spring and the making of new memories, it is in the quiet time of winter that the groundwork for the miraculous happens. Looking back, we appreciate the qualities that initially drew us to friends, sustaining memories even though we may enjoy the beauty of snow and crisp, clear winter days while we wait “safely apart”. (Quotations marks convey the hope that these pandemic expressions will one day fade away from our collective memory.)

Wonderful friendships may have dubious beginnings. One friend who loved gardens and helped them flourish approached me across a middle school cafeteria during study hall. Certain I was in trouble, a fait accompli for the teenage mindset, it was quite the opposite – she worked in the school and needed a volunteer. Immediately, I admired her style. She always wore a colorful scarf, fabulous earrings, and/or a vibrant lipstick – that conveyed her appreciation for beauty. As a fan of Maureen O’Hara, I loved her red hair. This graceful woman and a gangly teenager may have seemed an unlikely duo, but the chemistry of friendship was there. Our friendship evolved like one of those lovely life surprises when your friends’ children also grow up to become your friends.

No friend was more loyal. We were each other’s cheerleaders during short hems, long hems, big hair, sleek hair, and regular to gel manicures. We shared scoops on everything from sales on bakeware to arts & cultural events. She rolled with my youthful Star Trekkiness as I did with her mystifying love of cats. (Kidding, cat fans.) No one topped her for the relish and rapid-fire sharing of news-breaking gossip divulged to her circle of friends, but like a skillful tightrope walker, she balanced airily far above meanness. She and her husband, also a wonderful friend, kindly extended themselves to many friends and former students for years.

My favorite story about her is one that I cannot share, but it involved her inventive and hilariously audacious sleuthing to help a wronged friend. (Will leave this to your imagination for now to preserve everyone’s privacy.) Nora Ephron once wrote about her disappointment that while dining out with family and friends that no one had told her that she had spinach in her teeth the entire evening. Mine was the friend of the gentle nudge or signaling nod who saved me from many awkward social situations like a slip hanging out. (Checked Macy’s online, and slips appear not to have fallen prey to COVID chic.) No one could ever even insinuate, much less say a bad word about anyone she loved in her presence, which was a rare gift to all of us as loyalties now change along with trending hashtags. Lest my friend, who became our family friend, seem too serious, it was our shared laughter that I most recall along with our second birthday celebrations together, being almost birthday twins.

In the way that both falling snowflakes on the face awaken us or the first spring breeze feels on bare skin, thinking of my friend brings home the pleasure of a garden. In her retirement, she volunteered at a beautiful arboretum among many nonprofits. She most enjoyed working in the garden away from the politics of the office, displaying perennial wisdom. Showing children how to appreciate nature and pass along beloved flowers, plants, and trees through generations was a true joy. Having grown up with a special magnolia tree, lilac bush, and weeping willow trees planted by and for family members, I can understand the deep-seated satisfaction of gardeners like my friend who grow flowers, plants, and trees anew from those passed down to them by parents and grandparents. These make a new place truly home, especially now with so many having moved. As for my friend’s own flowers, as a meal shared with friends tastes better, so the flowers in her garden were more fragrant and the petals like velvet to the touch.

Our family friend was a prolific reader with virtuosity in discussing authors and their works. My wish was to delight her by being successful with writing in her lifetime, but her love was not dependent upon any behavior or success – it was for who I was, her most generous gift. Though parting a few years ago was difficult, I was grateful to be here in the Garden State again to show her my gratitude and love while she was ill, small gestures along with those dedicated ones of her loving family and friends-like-family. Devoted to her husband and family, she summoned all her strength to live until her 50th wedding anniversary, which she did with great joy. Her life-affirming appreciation of God’s gift of nature’s beauty reflected a steadfast belief that we would all meet again.

Writing about my friend has brought long-awaited snow, a gift indeed. Next month, a visit to the arts, which my friend would have enjoyed.

(Sources: extension.umaine.edu/gardening, merriam-webster.com, Wiki)

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