Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Baked Goods and White Christmas
It doesn’t matter what time of year it is: baking never feels quite right if White Christmas isn’t playing while I do it. Since I lived with my dad and Sharon and would get ambitious with my baking (I once baked a cake and used food coloring to make it a purple-teal-green color. People thought it was growing. I thought it was cool.), I have almost always watched White Christmas while baking. I’m fairly sure I started it in the wintertime, though it is entirely possible that I put it in simply because we had nothing else that I wanted to watch.
To this day, it doesn’t seem right to be puttering around the kitchen, making cookies, candy, cakes, whatever without hearing the swoon-worthy voice of Bing Crosby and the shenanigans of Danny Kaye in the background. I think it is my lifetime goal to be as beautiful and classic as Rosemary Clooney. Her voice is beautiful as well.
It’s silly and sentimental, but it doesn’t seem to matter what the season is – in goes White Christmas. I can probably boast having watched it in every month of the year.
Really, watching it again (because… well, I felt like it), I’m struck that people seem to act more convincingly in these movies. Maybe it’s that scripts have more natural speech and the people in the movies just move as if they’re in everyday life. So many movies made about present time involve people in jobs I know nothing about. I don’t know. I just think nothing can beat a classic like White Christmas.
Now I think I’ll get back to my movie and watch the actors work their magic.










