Minter Holidays
Candy canes. I get it, I really do. Peppermint has become the quasi-official flavor of Christmas and candy canes are really only partly to blame.
Sure there’s “egg nog” and some pumpkin spilling over from Thanksgiving, and a few other niche stalwarts like sugar plums, but really it’s come down to peppermint. I went grocery shopping this last weekend and I was kind of amazed. There were candy canes, of course. And peppermint ice cream, which I’ve come to expect. But there were also pretzels covered in mint flavored white chocolate, peppermint malted milk balls, chocolate covered mint marshmallows, peppermint chocolates, peppermint bark, and mint mocha frappuccinos.
Yeah, I bought my share of that stuff, so yeah, I’m encouraging the problem, but I also bought some egg nog almonds (which could just as easily have been named nutmeg almonds).
God tells me I shouldn’t be surprised at all this. He’s only surprised it took so long to catch on. Christmas, after all, is just the Christian version of the winter solstice celebration. And there’s a reason that all the gum maker’s like to refer to peppermint as “winter fresh.”
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