Much to our surprise, Marlowe loves shredded daikon radish. He’s not keen on salmon, but give him a bit of spicy root and he’s a happy cat.

Or Happy Bris as a friend of mine pointed out. Although the calendar is supposed to date from the birth of Jesus, it actually begins eight days after his birth. Why? Because–being born into a Jewish household–that would have been his bris. Interesting, no?

In any case, Rob and I woke up late this morning. He made waffles and now we are lounging around in our pajamas. I hope your New Year has as satisfactory a beginning as ours.