Hi friends,
Winter is the season, more than any other, when people come together to celebrate. It can be a joy to gather, and it can also be, well, exhausting. Before we had kids, we cooked for others constantly—for years, Greta made a Sunday dinner for friends every week; Fanny, too, was possessed by a compulsive need to cram as many people around her t…
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