Some make pilgrimages to find the first orange leaf of fall. But I am in search of December. North Pole workshops could be gearing up at this very moment. But that is secret stuff. Since I can't get a visitor's pass there, I've got a different plan.
Americans don't seem to mind the watered-down sauerkraut glop that's all-too frequently topping their beloved, guilt-laden hot dogs (possibly because it makes them feel like they're having a vegetable component with their junk food).