Who Doesn’t Like Hot Mulled Wine?
One of our favorite memories of our prior Northern California neighborhood was on Christmas Eve when the street was cleared of cars and lit up with luminaries. No matter how cold it was (yeah, you people who live in cold climates will scoff to hear that us Californians tend to grumble about going out on a 45 degree night) we would take a walk up the street and enjoy the blissful ambiance. But to top it off, we had a destination; the house at the end of the block always awaited the neighbors with hot mulled wine. Yum. It’s that time of year and...
