...of Rock and Roll. Elvis.
Elvis is reported to have loved a peanut butter-banana-and-bacon sandwich, so I make a banana cake with peanut butter frosting and candied bacon on the top. It was intense.
I have no recipe, since I am apparently the world's worst food blogger, but I have a photo, and if you are so inclined, I invite you to Google some recipes and go crazy. :-)
The Magi from our nativity scene brought the three last gifts of Christmas, which was pretty fun.


12 days of feasting is a lot of feasting, especially if you end up sharing three different Christmas dinners. We were feeling pretty feasted out by the end. Trying to work out a way to feast without making myself feel slightly sick next year...