Need to Feed Cassoulet to a Small Army This Season?
Martha Stewart circa 1989 has you covered. Plus: Lots of Miss Piggy content.
It’s the holiday season, and you know what that means: It’s time to drag your copy of Martha Stewart’s Christmas out of the attic and fire up your hot glue gun for three weeks of frenzied cooking and crafting that will make all of your neighbors feel inadequate but also very excited to be invited to your holiday party.1
I’d long heard that this book was iconically over the top, even for Martha, and it does not disappoint on that front — or any other, except perhaps length, as it’s only 140 pages.2 Per Eater’s excellent recent piece (and my own vague memory), when Christmas came out in 1989, various people wigged out about it because it is, frankly, psychotic if you’re taking it as a list of things you must do or should be doing as a homemaker rather than (a) a compilation of things you might want to do if you have a ton of money and time and a staff (the latter of which Martha credits at length at the open of the book), or even just as a (b) compilation of pretty, festive things you migh…