Reindeer Bar It's A Wrap

Reindeer Bar- It's A Wrap

If going for a theme for your Reindeer Bar check out Party City store for items like one pictured above-Director's Clapboard

Cook's Notes: It's A Wrap a popular venue to add to your holiday entertaining-wraps with assorted fillings set up for guests to make their own sandwiches or you can prepare the wraps ahead of  time. Just wrap with plastic wrap, refrigerate and cut into small bites right before serving. For a healthier twist wraps can be prepared with butter lettuce leaves. 

Vietnamese Pork lettuce Wraps
https://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2018/07/honey-garlic-beef-lettuce-wraps.html

https://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2015/10/lettuce-wraps.html

Some other favorite wraps previously posted on Ever Ready include:

Spinach and Black Bean Wrap (Burrito) 
https://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2015/04/william-shakespeare-and-spinach-and.html

Greek Grilled Chicken Hummus Wrap 
https://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2017/01/chickpeas.html

Reuben or Roast Beef Pinwheels
https://sockfairies.blogspot.com/2013/03/a-wee-bit-of-green.html

"Christmas Sparrow"
by Billy Collins

The first thing I heard this morning
was a rapid flapping sound, soft, insistent—

wings against glass as it turned out
downstairs when I saw the small bird
rioting in the frame of a high window,
trying to hurl itself through
the enigma of glass into the spacious light.

Then a noise in the throat of the cat
who was hunkered on the rug
told me how the bird had gotten inside,
carried in the cold night
through the flap of a basement door,
and later released from the soft grip of teeth.

On a chair, I trapped its pulsations
in a shirt and got it to the door,
so weightless it seemed
to have vanished into the nest of cloth.

But outside, when I uncupped my hands,
it burst into its element,
dipping over the dormant garden
in a spasm of wingbeats
then disappeared over a row of tall hemlocks.

For the rest of the day,
I could feel its wild thrumming
against my palms as I wondered about
the hours it must have spent
pent in the shadows of that room,
hidden in the spiky branches
of our decorated tree, breathing there
among the metallic angels, ceramic apples, stars of yarn,
its eyes open, like mine as I lie in bed tonight
picturing this rare, lucky sparrow
tucked into a holly bush now,
a light snow tumbling through the windless dark.

"Christmas Sparrow" by Billy Collins, from Aimless Love. © Random House 2013.