Wednesday, December 25: Having been away from home for the last three Christmases, it was pure joy to be home this year to celebrate with my family. We woke up at a leisurely pace, we had coffee, we sat beside the tree listening to Christmas carols and waited for the boys to wake up. When they did, we opened gifts. It was a simple Christmas, much more so than in the past, and I liked it that way.
I got new pajamas, a workout shirt, some snow boots and a bunch of books, mainly by my new favorite writer, Ann Patchett. Mike got biking gear and clothes, Alex got a new computer, and Adam got some books and his upcoming trip to Australia (which is costing us a fortune).
After taking a long hot bath, I began preparations for the traditional Christmas brunch that I made for 20 years before I went away to Korea and Oman. We don’t make a Christmas dinner because there is no room to eat anything after this brunch. I know we should think of changing the menu sometime as it’s not at all heart friendly. The problem is that we all like it so much. I made a big Southern Grits casserole. Lots of butter, a pound of cheese, four eggs: these are all involved. Next I made a Breakfast Frittata that includes red pepper, a dozen eggs, milk, scallions, tarragon, goat cheese and red potatoes. As always, on Christmas Eve, I assembled Chicken and Apple Sausage Patties, made from ground chicken, Granny Smith apples, onion and fresh sage. Mike sauteed them this morning while I made the Cranberry Maple Compote to go on the pancakes he also made. All of this was accompanied by mimosas and a fruit salad featuring star fruit made by my sister-in-law, Barbara. My mother-in-law also joined us, as always.
After eating this huge feast, all we really felt like doing was napping. Everyone spread out all around the house, finding a quiet and comfortable place, and caught a peaceful bit of slumber.
Finally, after everyone woke up, we played a game of Bananagrams (I lost), then Oodles (I lost), and then Scattergories (I also lost!). I never win these kinds of games, but it’s fun to try!
It wasn’t a terribly exciting Christmas. There were no big crowds, and there wasn’t a lot of rambunctious behavior, but it was enjoyable just the same. Truly, it was a joy to be back home for the holidays.
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