Over the weekend we celebrated Christmas a little early.
Every year my wife and I pack up a bunch of food and gifts to make our way out to Craven to celebrate Christmas with the family. It’s a good thing it’s a big house because every year it’s filled lots grown ups and about 10 kids! It’s noisy and it’s fun. I wouldn’t want to have to cram more than 20 people into our house.
My wife’s family always jets off to Mexico after Christmas to spend some time in the sun. For the last couple of years, they’ve left for vacation just before Christmas, hence the early Christmas celebration.
This year, instead of the traditional dinner, someone decided an Italian theme would be nice change. You didn’t have to convince me. Italian food is one of my faves! While my wife’s sister always cooks up the main fare, nobody shows up empty handed. This year my wife decided on a big salad, fresh buns, and a pistachio concoction that everyone seems to enjoy except me.
My wife opted for the Greek salad. Greek salad? I asked my wife if she understood the concept of an Italian themed meal? Then I pulled up a map of the world on my phone and showed her that Greece and Italy were actually two different countries. After she told me where to go, which was neither Italy nor Greece, she told me someone had actually requested a Greek salad. Fair enough. It didn’t matter to me. The word salad guaranteed I wouldn’t be getting anywhere near it!
All in all, it was a wonderful evening, even if we did celebrate Christmas more than a week early!