Actually, there is no snow- or rain- for that matter. The last time there was any precipitation in Beijing was when I wrote about it in “Let it snow,” back on November 21. Today’s title, of course, refers to the double entendre meaning as well as things Christmasie (is that a word?) here in Beijing. We had our Christmas party, Saturday night here at English First and as you can see from other scenes in and around the building, Christmas is “a thing” here, albeit not a very big thing. Having said that, grocery stores recently and on occasion, have had as background music some particularly noxious and insidious holiday “favorites” which insinuate themselves upon one’s brain when shopping. Although, one market did play John Lennon’s “Happy X-mas (War Is Over)”, which I greatly appreciated. What would JL have to say about Trump, I wonder.
The office party included dozens of students interested in learning some elements of the seasonal holiday, sans the religious element, obviously. No mangers around here or elsewhere, thank you very much. Here, it’s all about giving gifts and seeing pretty decorations, as Ceiling-Cat Himself (“fleas be upon him”), intended for this time of year. I gave a demonstration on how to make eggnog, because as my daughter is well-aware: “I’m agog over eggnog.” The office will also be closed on Christmas day. On that “holiest” of days, like all good American Jews, I will seek out a Chinese restaurant to eat at. I’m pretty sure finding one won’t be a problem around these parts. And, unlike in San Francisco and Marin- no waiting! Now, if only there was a “Kung Pao Kosher Comedy” show to go with the Roast Duck Feet (“tastes like chicken.”) If they actually had fortune cookies in restaurants here, no doubt mine would read: “You will spend Christmas in a Chinese restaurant.” And of course, I am now compelled to show that famous note for those who haven’t seen it: