TRADITIONS DIFFER
Ours Is The Eve Of . . . .
spoil not the day with feasting
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.. Our feasting has finished. It was several days in the preparing. It was several hours in the enjoying. We're stuffed and will enjoy Christmas Day in a leisurely fashion while nibbling what ever is in the fridge or on the buffet... Imbibing, tempered with conversation and fellowship, is only a small part of our gentle festivities. It's hard to beat gentility and immersion in historic recollections - at our age. Observing the raucousness of the general population is a mildly entertaining part of our celebration. It's mostly old folks, out of touch with contemporary hustle enjoying each other. It's not all bad.
.. We tickled the very early morning with our dopey conversations and reminiscences. We then slept in: to hell with Santa. We awakened to pick up where we left off. We'll nibble the day away and enjoy the fresh white blanket of snow that quiets the village and hides reality. It's sublime. It's way away from most of the neighbors who are out on the streams and river. It's all O.K.
.. Just one of our more exciting traditions is a sinister place setting for dinner. It satisfies those amongst us that suffer all year with the right sorts of folks and presents the rest of us with a bit of gentle insight into the real meaning of Christmas Eve.
.. We've been persuaded by the neighbors and friends who indulged to share the best part of it with you all. It isn't fishing so feel free to click away and find other vicarious satisfactions.
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| RESTING ROAST AND YORKSHIRE PUDDING |
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| END CUT: JUICY AND CRUNCHY |
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| TRADITIONAL AND STODGY -- YUM |
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| TYPICAL CELEBRANT |
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