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Holiday
TV’s On-Screen Warmth
Eat ’n Park, Ralphie Parker, and having a beer with Dr. Seuss
By
Lelaina Pierce
Although the city
sparkles with lights and tinsel by mid-November, I can never get
into the holiday spirit until I see Eat ’n Park’s Christmas
commercial.
For two decades, my
yuletide gaiety has revolved around this 30-second ad, which
features a cartoon star attempting to plant itself atop a towering
evergreen. My eyes fill with tears as I watch the tenacious
luminary leap into the air and then flutter back down to the
snow-packed earth. In a gesture of goodwill, the tree bends over
and picks up the panting star.
“We hope the
special lift you get this holiday season lasts all year long,” a
voice intones above a symphonic crescendo. “Happy Holidays from
Eat ’n Park.”
I can’t help but
smile, even when Sally Wiggin pops back on my screen to report a
murder-suicide. Singing “Joy to the World,” I head to the
basement to retrieve my Christmas decorations.
Thanks
to YouTube, a site that features the famous TV spot, this year’s
Christmas celebration started a week before Halloween. After I am
transported to Christmas past by Eat ’n Park’s marketing
department, I cannot seem to pull myself away from the television.
Ralph Parker, the kid
from “A Christmas Story”, is like a brother to me, especially
on December 24, when TBS airs the movie for 24 straight hours. By
hour 17 of the marathon, I want to stick my tongue to a flagpole,
eat meatloaf like a piggy, suck on a bar of Lifebuoy soap and
shoot my eye out with an official Red Ryder carbine action,
two-hundred shot range model air rifle.
That’s when I
decide to change the channel.
A beer and a
screening of “How the Grinch Stole Christmas” is the perfect
way to end a day spent in front of the boob tube.
In order to bring the
children’s classic up to speed with my (ahem) adult
sensibilities, I take a sip of I.C. Light each time the word “who”
is said.
Considering that the
Dr. Seuss story is about a bunch of “Whos” who live down in
“Who-ville” eating things like “Whopudding” and
“Who-hash,” the magic word is uttered approximately 5,000
times in less than 30 minutes.
The next morning, I
feel as sick and weak as that sad, little Eat ’n Park star.
Then I come to the
realization that it’s Christmas morning and, suddenly, I am
uplifted.
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