When I was a kid, sure. Used to be one of my favorite times of year.

[Now it was more of a reminder of so much that was lost, despite him trying to keep... far too much together. He could tolerate it going on around him, while someone he knew outright hated it.

Simply how it was, he supposed.]

It would, and even if he gets particularly grouchy around now, food is something even he can enjoy with a bit of bitchiness.

[Yeah, he said it.]