Behind door number fourteen we have… weird holiday recipes!

We all have one: the friend who cooks. Or, the office worker who brings in the homemade goodies. Great people to have around–everyone appreciates them, and they receive mad props and accolades from everyone in their social circle.

You know the ones I mean. The ones who not only entertain in their apartments, but prepare major, multi-course, gourmet meals (from scratch) for all of their gatherings. The ones who don’t think twice about spending an entire day in the kitchen, and then when their friends are bowled over by the results, brush it off as if it were as easy as microwaving an Amy’s burrito.

This time of year, their adventurous, experimental streaks are kicked into overdrive. Suddenly, they’re whipping up strange things that have never been a part of their holiday traditions (or those of anyone else of our generation). Things like figgy pudding. Brandied fruitcakes. Mincemeat pie. Sugar Plums. Um, what? Do those thing really exist?

They must, because I have a co-worker that made mincemeat pie last year, and is attempting figgy pudding this year. And though the pie was disgusting (noteworthy, given the fact that I’ll eat pretty much anything), I do look forward to trying the pudding.

And there you have it: creative gourmands trying freakishly bizarre holiday recipes. Yet another sign the holidays have hit New York.

[image from here]

Previous posts in this series:

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7, Day 8, Day 9, Day 10,
Day 11, Day 12, Day 13