Christmas shopping, year three. Same malls, same crowds, same man who'd rather be anywhere else. But this year, Tyler came with me. He drove. He navigated. He had opinions.
"Dad, get Emma a thermometer pen. The instant-read kind." He pulled it up on his phone — a Thermapen, the gold standard. $100. I said, "That's a lot for a thermometer." He said, "It's the best. She deserves the best." He's right. He found it. He's better at shopping than me.
For Lily: a kitchen scale. Digital, precise, the kind serious bakers and food scientists use. Because Lily has become the family's precision cooker — she measures everything exactly, a counterpoint to my grandmother's instinct-based cooking. She wants data. She wants numbers. The scale gives her numbers.
Also for Lily: a birthday gift (she turns thirteen on the 21st). A journal — leather-bound, good quality — because she's been writing observations in a cheap notebook and she deserves something better. Also a Thai cookbook because she's been asking and asking.
For Tyler: I'm getting him a set of professional socket extensions that he's been eyeing at AutoZone. And a Shipley's gift card, as a joke that's also serious because the kid lives on donuts.
For Ma: Tyler and I couldn't figure this one out. She doesn't want anything. She says this. She means it. Socks are covered. The pho pot is still working. Then Tyler said, "Dad, get her a photo frame. A nice one. Digital. You can load all the family photos on it and it scrolls." My seventeen-year-old son just solved the unsolvable gift problem. A digital photo frame. Ma can have her family cycling through a frame on her kitchen counter — the kids, the grandkids, Huy, the Vietnam trip photos she hasn't taken yet, everything.
I bought it. Tyler set it up — loaded two hundred photos from my phone and the family group chat. He tested it at my house and the slideshow ran through: Tyler's baseball game, Emma's cooking competition, Lily's science fair, Ma at the Thanksgiving table, Huy's photo from the altar, the group shot from the Fourth of July. I watched the photos scroll and felt something tighten in my chest.
A life in pictures. A family in motion. All on a screen that will sit in Ma's kitchen and remind her, every morning, that the forty-three people on that boat became this. Became us.
Good gift, Tyler. Good gift.
Tyler loaded two hundred family photos onto that digital frame, tested the slideshow, and handed it to me without making a big deal of it — and I drove home quieter than I’ve been in a long time. When I got back, I didn’t want to cook. I didn’t want to think too hard about anything. I just wanted something that tasted like the holidays and took five minutes, because the day had already given me everything it needed to. This eggnog is exactly that — cold, creamy, spiced just right, and done before you can overthink it. Pour a glass, let the photos scroll, and call it a good day.
5 Minute Blender Eggnog
Prep Time: 5 min | Cook Time: 0 min | Total Time: 5 min | Servings: 4
Ingredients
- 2 cups whole milk
- 1 cup heavy whipping cream
- 3 large egg yolks
- 1/4 cup granulated sugar
- 1 tsp pure vanilla extract
- 1/2 tsp ground nutmeg, plus more for garnish
- 1/4 tsp ground cinnamon
- 1/8 tsp kosher salt
- 1/2 cup bourbon or dark rum (optional)
Instructions
- Combine. Add the egg yolks, sugar, vanilla, nutmeg, cinnamon, and salt to a blender. Blend on medium speed for about 30 seconds until the mixture is pale yellow and slightly thickened.
- Add dairy. With the blender running on low, slowly pour in the whole milk and heavy cream. Increase speed to medium and blend for another 60 seconds until smooth and frothy.
- Add spirits (optional). If using, add the bourbon or rum and pulse 2—3 times just to incorporate. Do not over-blend once alcohol is added.
- Taste and adjust. Taste the eggnog and add a little extra sugar or nutmeg to your preference. Blend for a final 10 seconds if adjusting.
- Serve. Pour into chilled glasses over ice or straight up. Finish each glass with a fresh pinch of ground nutmeg. Serve immediately or refrigerate up to 24 hours — shake or stir well before serving if making ahead.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 290 | Protein: 5g | Fat: 21g | Carbs: 18g | Fiber: 0g | Sodium: 95mg
About the cook who shared this
Bobby Tran
Week 142 of Bobby’s 30-year story
· Houston, Texas
Bobby Tran was born in a refugee camp in Arkansas to parents who fled Saigon with nothing. He grew up in Houston straddling two worlds — Vietnamese at home, Texan everywhere else — and learned to cook from his mother's pho and a neighbor's BBQ smoker. He's a former shrimper, a recovering alcoholic, a divorced dad of three, and the guy who marinates brisket in fish sauce and lemongrass because he doesn't believe in borders, especially when it comes to flavor.