Editor's Note:

Welcome to Issue Forty Seven of CSR! By now, you regular readers know my child likes yo-yo strings and very barry white snowflakes. It craves the ghost of Christmas past in its spy catcher. Baby has an uncanny ability to WikiLeak every hulu skirt, swaying in a tropical breeze. This issue ties the apron's bow then wraps the fish in newspaper. It is filled with spicey curry feel-good. Add a group of pasta-eating poets, music to linoleum floor by and marzipan mixed in the book review and you've got the possibility of an entirely new holiday gift. Trust me, when you finish this issue you'll never want to throw away peach pits again. Or bed bugs to the tea party! Either way, guess who's coming to dinner. Now, add another plate setting and get busy...