book

Winter - My Favorite Season

2 Pages 552 Words March 2015

Winter is my favorite season because of its special food and variety of indoor or outdoor activities. It's the best season to try different and traditional foods; mostly warm food. In a winter family like mine would stock up on drinks like hot chocolate, tea and apple cider; drinks that people usually do not drink except during winter. Every year, new hot drinks come out in stores such as Starbucks, Dunkin Donuts and other beverage stores. In winter, everyday my grandpa or my dad would bring me a hot drink mostly from Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts. I get to enjoy hot drinks sitting on my couch while watching TV and noticing snow out of the window. In winter, I get to eat various traditional food that I know would be on the dining table without even I expect it. Most commonly, I would eat decorative Christmas cookies, my grandma's famous pies and I would even get small treats such as eating oatmeal for breakfast. I wonder since when eating oatmeal for breakfast in the winter became so obvious in my life. I wonder if my grandma have always been making decorative cookies for everyone in my family. I wish this could be throughout the whole year, but unfortunately it only happens in winter. Winter gives me a chance to stay home, relax and enjoy warm food or drinks. This is one of the main reason why I wait for winter.
Winter could be the best for me to enjoy indoor or outdoor activities with my family and friends. For an instance, though snow can be good or bad, it feels great to go out with my friends or my family, and have fun throwing snowballs at each other. It is probably my favorite time when I go out in the snow and play with my family.There are other outdoor activities I enjoy such as sledding, skiing, snow tubing, snowboarding and even ice fishing. It just feels amazing when I see the joy on my family’s face. Usually after playing in the snow when we get tired and get cold, everyone comes inside the house and settle down by the fire...

Page 1 of 2 Next >

Related Essays:

Loading...