These days, Christmas Dinner is my favorite part of the festivities. It’s the time when everyone sits down together and enjoys conversation and good food; there seems to be a coming together of hospitality and community.
Last year was my favorite Christmas Dinner ever, but I never sat down at the table.
She Who Must Be Obeyed had returned home to Illinois for the holidays which was great, and we had the kids, grandkids and other family members present in the house. It was my turn to cook the dinner, and while it wasn’t the best Christmas dinner I’ve ever cooked, it was the most fun… at least for me.
I set the table with enough seats for everybody, minus one. When the food was ready, I called them to the table and began to serve. I plated all of the food, and served the dinner as a waiter in a restaurant, only with each course I changed characters. It began as an English butler, the next course was as a German Ober, then I was a hillbilly for the main course.
We were laughing and joking, there were wisecracks and jocularity. The scene was beautiful, the food was ok, but the atmosphere was hilarious; I’ve never attended a Christmas dinner that was so much fun!
After dessert, which was my main culinary triumph that day, I cleaned up, did the dishes and re-joined the party after all was done. I don’t know why I had never thought of doing this before.
This year, I am with She Who Must Be Obeyed in the Washington area, and it is just the two of us. Of course we will both miss the rest of the family because of the distance involved, but we will find a way to enjoy Christ’s love together, but as of this writing (Monday morning) I haven’t had an inspiration yet… but it will come, I just know it!