One of my earliest Christmas memories involves the local deli at my home place in Nova Scotia, Canada. The deli was, and still is, owned by family friends and remains the best place to get a huge, delicious sandwich and meet up for a chat with neighbours. When I was small, each year at Christmas they would place a big tree in the seating area. It would be decorated with strings of popcorn and crunchy gingerbread biscuits. The biscuits were baked with a small hole at the top, so you could put a bit of ribbon through and hang them on the tree. They were decorated with white icing and I still remember, at five years old, how badly I wanted to eat one.