I grew up in Brooklyn and now live in a so-not-Jewish part of the South. I never experienced X-mas envy then, and I still don't. I'm actually grateful that I don't have to deal with all the mishegas.
Be that as it may, panettone isn't all that different from babka (substitute the cinnamon schmear with candied fruit and you're just about there) and doesn't take all day to make. But missing the tastes of home, that I understand.
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