The Magic of Christmas

I’m not much of a cook, and even less of a baker. I mention this because I’ve been invited to a neighborhood Potluck Dinner and, to make things just a little more awkward, a home-baked Cookie Exchange. A two-for-one Christmas whammy.

Admittedly, I’m not terrible at the stove. My mother taught me to make a decent meatloaf and really good mac and cheese, but I’m especially adept at opening a can of a…