Seasons Greetings from Veggie Foodie. 




The holidays have finally arrived in double quick time and many a meal later. Hopefully you’ll be ready for the celebrations and the festivities.

I want to wish you all a very merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. Thanks for reading my vegetarian blog during 2016. The new year will bring new veggie and vegan dining opportunities where Birmingham in particular is becoming more veggie friendly and the choices on offer are the best I’ve experienced in my near 28 years as a veggie. 

Thanks to all that have supported me with my blog from my fellow bloggers, chefs, restaurants and companies. Especially thanks to The Gastro Card, Vanilla Black, Brum Hour and Enjoy Kings Heath. 

Also my wife Ruth who without her encouragement and support I wouldn’t have begun or carried on with my blogging journey. 

You are all testament to what makes the Foodie network so successsful especially in Birmingham. See you in the new year. You all do exceptional work. 

Next year promises to be an exciting year for Vegetarians and Vegans in Birmingham. So keep following for updates. 

Thanks for reading, 

Have a very Happy Christmas. 

Andy 😊


Merry Christmas. 

Happy Christmas And Winter Solstice from Veggie Foodie.


   
Today is the shortest day of the year. The Winter Solstice an astronomical phenomenon marking the shortest day and the longest night has captured the thoughts, feelings of writers for many a long year. Maybe the day will bask in bright sunshine, or maybe the darkening tinge of bleak winter will seem ever more apt, more poetic. 

Officially the first day of Winter, it’s always been a time of reflection and close down for me, the space between two worlds, the pre and post Christmas/holiday period. A time to think, to hold what’s dear close, to enjoy time with family and friends, those that I hope make us smile and look forward with renewed vigour and inspiration. 

The winter solstice is celebrated by many people around the world as the beginning of the return of the sun, and darkness turning into light. The Talmud recognizes the winter solstice as “Tekufat Tevet.” In China, the Dongzhi Festival is celebrated on the Winter Solstice by families getting together and eating special festive food.

The term ‘solstice’ derives from the Latin word ‘solstitium’, meaning ‘Sun standing still’. In the UK Stonehenge is most associated with the Winter Solstice.

The December solstice marks the ‘turning of the Sun’ as the days slowly get longer. Celebrations of the lighter days to come have been common throughout history with feasts, festivals and holidays around the December solstice celebrated by cultures across the globe.

The Feast of Juul (where we get the term ‘Yule’ from at this time of year) was a pre-Christian festival observed in Scandinavia at the time of the December solstice. 

One of my favourites at Christmas The Yule log is associated with this. 

People would light fires to symbolise the heat and light of the returning sun and a Juul (or Yule) log was brought in and dropped in the hearth as a tribute the Norse god Thor.

The log would be lit from the remains of the previous year’s log which had been carefully stored away and often slowly fed into the fire through the Twelve Days of Christmas. Tradition dictated that the re-lighting process was carried out by someone with clean hands.

  
The Yule log is brought in.
For my little blog that also means a time of silence. This year I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my musings, my ramblings and my love of good vegetarian food and the joys a good meal can bring. 

The new year will bring some new opportunities, some changes I’m sure to my blog and to life as we know it (as a new year always does).

So from me I would like to wish every single one of my readers a lovely warm food and drink filled holiday and Christmas time. 

Happy New Year and thanks for reading and sharing a small part of me.

 It’s been a good year. Here’s to the next one. 

I’ll leave you with one of my favourite seasonal poems: 

Stopping By Woods On a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost.

Whose woods these are I think I know. 

His house is in the village, though; 

He will not see me stopping here 

To watch his woods fill up with snow. 
My little horse must think it queer 

To stop without a farmhouse near 

Between the woods and frozen lake 

The darkest evening of the year. 
He gives his harness bells a shake 

To ask if there is some mistake. 

The only other sound’s the sweep 

Of easy wind and downy flake. 
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, 

But I have promises to keep, 

And miles to go before I sleep, 

And miles to go before I sleep.

Andy 😊

  

Photos courtesy of : 

1 GoddessandGreenMan.co.uk

2.Grassclothwallpaper.com

3: Emerrychristmas.hol.es