Last weekend we were in Princeton for Uncle Tom's memorial service. As pretty as that town is, it becomes almost Dickensian with a light dusting of snow, which we were blessed with on Sunday. After buying the most amazing cashmere socks at Landau's, having a perfectly made coffee at Small World Coffee, we thought we had had our fair share of holiday cheer. Not so. As we were walking to our car, Santa came walking up the street. Yep, just like it was a normal occurrence. He stopped to say hello, posed for a few pictures, and was on his merry way.
Ho ho ho!
