The Holidays are finally over…
You’ve decorated your tree, sang Christmas carols at the top of your lungs, and have watched Love, Actually and A Christmas Story at least 3 times…
You had your fill of Christmas ham – And have eaten so many gingerbread men that one of your buttons popped and hit grandma in the eye.
You’ve opened your presents on Christmas Day, and you’ve (secretly) exchanged the ones you didn’t like…
You’ve tongued down your significant other at the stroke of midnight on 2012 – And hopefully just hugged everyone else. Unless you’re loose… I’m not judging…
The Holiday Spirit you’ve been so hyped over has now….
Vanished…
It’s over…
The holidays are over…
All over…
The magic is gone…
The tree has been taken down….
Well…
Except in my house. That tree will be taken down somewhere between Groundhog Day and Valentines Day; but I’m sure it’s different for you – so let’s go with that.
The Christmas turkey has now been portioned into leftover meat for turkey sandwiches.
Its over…
Are you anything like me? Do you feel gypped somehow – Like the Holidays ended way too soon?
We should be enjoying more peppermint bark!
More spiced hot chocolate!
More eggnog!
No wait – I’m Latina – I don’t drink eggnog.
We Latinos drink Coquito. Well – Most Latinos drink coquito… I’m not a creamy drink sort of gal. Creamy drinks remind me of melted ice cream. I don’t really like melted ice cream. Milk shake, yes… Melted ice cream?
Not so much…
So what if…
What if I turned coquito into ice cream?
Will the coquito purists come after me with a torch and pitchfork? Will I be banned from Latino celebrations? Boycotted for my efforts? No longer allowed to dance Merengue? Will there be a photo of me somewhere with skull and crossbones?
Should I be scared?
You know what? I’m going to take that chance… I ain’t scurred. I froze a Holiday drink – And what?! What is anyone going to do about it?
Yes – I froze it… I turned a creamy, spicy coconut holiday concoction into creamy, spicy booooooooozy coconut ice cream. Let’s say I’m starting a new tradition; preserving it – Like Walt Disney’s head…
I’ll be eating coquito ice cream; enjoying my own extended holiday till I take my tree down on Valentines Day… Feel free to join…
And if someone tries to come after me crying sacrilege…?
It’s ON…