Every year I pick an intricate recipe to make on Christmas Eve with my mother-in-law. The day before Christmas we have all the time in the world and are usually eager for an excuse to avoid the frigid Toronto weather. As a former scientist (McGill Chemistry class of '51), Mrs H is a precise and unflappable cook. Recipes with a page-long list of ingredients and three pages of instructions don’t deter her. Neither do steps— such as “use a candy thermometer” and "beat eggs until strong peaks form"—that make me turn the page.  

Last year we made the cookies featured on the back cover of the Martha Stewart Living holiday issue. They called for peppermint extract, which Mrs. H. happened to have on hand. When I asked about the price tag—25¢—she said something about using the oil for a recipe about 40 years ago!

Aside from the eating at midnight element, this New York Times article nails the feeling athlete's have after a long hard day of workouts.  After my next calorie depleting day, instead of stopping at Benny's for a slice (my east coast version of dropping into In-N-Out Burger), I'm going to head right home and whip up a quick and satisfying bowl of pasta.  The plan is:  run in the house, put a pot of water on the stove, take a shower, and by I've changed out of my sweaty clothes, the water will be boiling. Then, I'll throw in the pasta and 10 (or 5 if you use fresh pasta) minutes later, I'll be sitting down to a healthy meal.
This afternoon I was invited to lunch with my favorite neighborhood English bulldogs.  Since I had 4 workouts on the schedule and no time to cook, I decided to stop into Whole Foods to grab lunch after my first work out of the day at Soul Cycle.  Inspired by Henry & Edward's heritage and love for red meat, I decided to compose a salad version of a traditional British roast dinner.