I started this blog nearly a year ago, while I had taken ill, and it was under the effects of Theraflu (which is now nonexistent on the shelves–thank you, crack addicts) and the advice of my hubby that I took to WordPress to express my concerns over two troubling world issues:
- Baked potatoes should come with five toppings standard, like automatic windows in a new car.
- Egg nog should be accessible to every American throughout the month of December.
As I reflect on that second nog-related post (https://sanceau.com/2012/12/29/egg-nog/), I realize that right here, right now (as Jesus Jones would say–or would be saying if he were culturally relevant), egg nog is abundant. It is, in fact, accessible. The shelves are stocked. What chapped my hide last year was that only four days after Christmas, it was gone. Disappeared, like some glorious Doug Henning trick.

You remember him, right? The stache? The buck teeth? Anyway, R.I.P. Doug Henning.
The point is: it’s available, and I’m already over it. I’ve already gone through two cartons of it, and I’m plum nogged out. It’s so thick and rich, like Pepto-Bismol coating your tummy lining. But you bet your bippy come 12/29, I’ll have a sharp hankering for it. And therein lies the problem: sales peak on 12/26. We’re on the way to the tippy-top of nog sales; we’re waxing, brother. We’re waxing. But after 12/26, it’s a sharp wane, a steep cliff down to complete nog in absentia.
Oh. My. Gosh, you guys. I just found a picture of some nog I’ve never been witness to.
What is this brand? I’ve never heard of it. If I recall high school French class, that loosely translates to “how good, the milk of the chicken.” Correct? That’s not appetizing. Maybe I won’t want nog on 12/29 after all.

I contend that Nog should be available year round. If you could buy it ; say, in June it would reduce the craving for it in December. Also with an increase in supply the price would surely go down; and we would be less likely to be victims of notorious price gouging on Christmas Eve. Also this might be the only way to prevent such senseless tragedies as the infamous Egg Nog riots of 2003 in Joplin Missouri.
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Well, now I have no choice but to Google egg nog riots.
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I wonder if there is a decent recipe for making egg nog.
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Oh, I don’t want to make it. It’s like the theory that sandwiches are better when someone else makes them.
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I agree!
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I drink my egg nog with whiskey. Lots of whiskey. OK, I just have whiskey.
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Haha. Deconstructed egg nog minus the egg nog. Plus, whiskey doesn’t expire in a week!
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I’m not an eggnog fan, but I LOVE that E.T. is the picture header of your blog!
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Thank you. I could not pass that up when I saw the combination of Christmas and E.T.
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I think you found a photo of French-Canadian eggnog!
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That was my assumption as well.
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Yes, I think the Que stands for Quebec. You’re right about a sandwich being better when someone else makes it.
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