Cutting Up

There’s a little mini-season that I like to celebrate. It lasts about a month and it’s about to come to a close.

It doesn’t have a name, but I suppose you could call it carving season. It begins with preparations for Halloween when all the country is busy carving jack-o-lanterns out of pumpkins. With typical American Holiday Excess I’ve noticed that for the last few years the pumpkin carvings have been getting amazingly elaborate, but hey, if you wan’t to forgo triangular eyes in favor of some fancy bas relief, more power to you. I’m all for more art in everyday life. The season then ends with the carving of the traditional Thanksgiving turkey.

Some argue that the season continues on to Christmas, when many families carve up another turkey or even a goose or duck. I would point out, though, that just as many serve ham or tamales or some other traditional meal for Christmas, so I’m not buying it. Carving season ends with Thanksgiving. After that the only thing that regularly and reliably cuts to the bone is the cold northern winds.

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