The first sign of Christmas in the city is the Christmas Tree stands that pop up on the city sidewalks. The trees fill the air with the scent of pine and when it snows they glisten under the street lights like they were made of tinsel. It's magical scene and it turns any block into an enchanted forrest of cheer. The season officially kicks off when the biggest tree in the city - The Rockefeller Tree -- is decked out and lit up. This mug features three scenes inspired by the yuletide cheer a little spruce, fir, or Fraser can bring.
Story time!
Since most New Yorkers don’t have cars, these sidewalk tree stands are where we buy our trees and you have to walk them home. The first year I bought a tree, I chose a small one, about 4 feet tall, and bargained for a deal because the tree had a little bald patch which I figured I just turn to the back when I got it home. Proud of myself for getting a deal from this veteran tree seller, I walked the tree back to my apartment about about a third of a mile away. I brought it up 3 flights of stairs, opened the door, placed it in the corner and then immediately decided this tree would just not work. The door hadn’t even fully swung closed and I was out the door with my tree, marching back to the corner where I’d gotten it. The seller saw me coming from down the block and the look on his face told me that I was probably one of the first customers he’d ever had bring back a tree, and certainly the first to do so working 10 minutes of owning it. I explained to him that the tree just wasn’t gonna cut the mustard and I’d like to trade it for a better one - no bald spots this time. He listened patiently and though he was a grizzled, old-school Brooklyn type he seemed to understand my insanity and let me pick a new one - and of course, pay the difference in price for a tree that was fully feathered with branches. I marched my tree back to my aparment, back up three flight of stairs, pushed open the door screwed it back into the stand and stood victoriously in front of its symmetrical perfection. A few days later I invited friends over to trim the tree and eat latkes - a classic tradition that I began in college to celebrate each side of my family's holiday traditions.
Whether you're drinking your morning coffee, evening tea, or something in between – this mug's for you! It's sturdy and glossy with a vivid print that'll withstand the microwave and dishwasher.
• Ceramic
• Dishwasher and microwave safe
• White and glossy