I suppose there are certain things one only does at Christmas. Like waking up at 6 on Christmas Eve to pre-heat the oven and bake pepper cookies before rushing off to work.
Well, let me tell you: it was well the expression of disbelief on Dr B.’s face as he tasted the first of many, saying “Oh, they actually are nice” (he had seen me putting half a teaspoon of black pepper in the dough the night before).
