It’s that time of year again – Christmas is upon us. Where did it come from? I don’t know about you, but each year it seems to sneak up on me without me realising…
And it got me wondering – each of us has our own family traditions at Christmas – some of them sensible, others more amusing. From my childhood, there was the year that mum was so sozzled on sherry that she dropped the turkey; a fact she was reminded of for at least the following 2 decades.
With our little ones, we’re trying to create the tradition that we go for a walk Christmas morning, all help to make lunch and only open presents afterwards. That way mum (i.e. me) doesn’t get stuck in the kitchen on her own while everyone else plays with their new toys. Hopefully it means the boys will also learn that Christmas is about more than presents???
Then comes the food. How many Brussel sprouts can you force down? Do you go the whole hog with cranberry sauce and bread sauce? Roast parsnips? Turkey or goose? Christmas Pudding? (We’re doing Stilton & walnut en croute this year). Then there’s my husband’s family, who has a thing about Melton Mowberry pork pies at Christmas. And my mum cooks enough (delicious) mince pies to sink a small sleigh of elves and my secret addiction to fluffy, crunchy roast potatoes…
Do you do anything unusual each Christmas? What’s your favourite Christmas fare? What are your top Christmas survival tips? Our Christmas wouldn’t be Christmas without…
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