It’s two days after Christmas and now that I’ve had a little time to recover I can reflect on the event of the year for me. I spent about three days cooking, and weeks baking cookies and planning in anticipation of the big day.
Anna helped me prepare the food and we had lots of it. Stuffed mushrooms, shrimp cocktail, garlic knots, dips, chips, cheese, sausage, and crackers graced the appetizer table for our Christmas Day Afternoon Buffet (as I named it). A savory ham with pineapple gravy was the centerpiece of the dinner, flanked by two different chicken dishes, pasta primavera, rice, and rolls. We topped the feast with Christmas cookies and candy served with hot beverages. All were well fed and content.
In between eating there was much merriment as evidenced by the laughter ringing throughout the house. A modest sized house lends itself to participation from the next room in word related activities, so I was able to fully enjoy the absurdities in the Mad Libs and the resulting conversations in the dining room. So it happened that as I was clearing up between courses the disaster occurred. For the second holiday in a row, despite my best efforts, there is no gravy left for reheating. Last time it was because I failed to warn my sister in law that the pan’s handle was loose and the gravy ended up all over the stovetop and the front of the cabinet. This time, I had the container almost on the shelf in the refrigerator when it slipped out of my hand. Four cups of silky golden brown deliciousness splattered the inside of my refrigerator, my pant legs, shoes, and the floor, running under the refrigerator as well! My daughter came running, I called for a custodian (although none came since I was in my house and not at work), and there was much slipping, sliding, and laughter as we tried to clean up the mess. None of us had the heart to tell my husband. He waits all year for the ham with the gravy and leftovers; it’s one of his very favorite things. So now, as I write this, I am trying to recreate some gravy with the leftover ham. I will of course use the boiled ham bone to make broth for pea soup, and use some of the ham for ham salad sandwiches; perhaps I will even make a pot pie.
We had a very merry Christmas here, even with the spilling and mess. I hope you all had a merry Christmas with few spills.