“Chestnuts roasting on an open fire….”
Such a strong and evocative image of Christmastime…and yet, I’ve never once tasted a roasted chestnut, nor have I come close to roasting one on an open fire. But that’s not my fault:
Hopefully we manage to get the chestnut tree population back in sufficient supply that I can still someday find out what a fire-roasted chestnut tastes like! Meanwhile, here–and I cannot believe I’ve never featured this classic in this space until now–is Mr. Cole.
Of the “Christmas songs” (as opposed to hymns), this is my absolute favorite, and Nat King Cole’s version is my absolute favorite (and, I would argue, the best version)
I am shocked, SHOCKED! My late mom would have been shocked, too; she loved Nat.