Mallory Stuchin No idea how this tastes.
I'm an eggnog virgin.
And I really can't give a reason as to why I've gone so long without as much as a sip of this silky, sweet holiday beverage. It's not the thought of consuming raw eggs that brings on my hesitation -- because I'd be happy to gnaw on a cookie dough log. Raised as a Jewish New Yorker, eggnog rarely finds its way to our table beside the manischewitz.
A short while back, when the term "Eggnog Week" was just one of many ideas tossed around our editorial meeting, I eagerly volunteered myself to write about my experience tasting 'nog for the first time.
What happened next can only be explained in the immortal words of Jewel -- these foolish games are tearing me apart.More »