A Gourmet Christmas

neurontin online December 27, 2009

Christmas Eve

When my family arrived for Christmas Eve, I filled their hungry bellies with white bean soup, lobster on top of french lentils with a tomato cream sauce and beef tenderloin with tomato risotto.

In retrospect, a three course meal was probably overboard. I could have probably been a better hostess if I had not been so obsessed with the idea of individually plating and serving every single course. Also, the soup was a little bland and I undercooked the beef tenderloin. Like, it was rare all the way through. Whoops!

I guess thats what good wine and family are for. To make up for the kitchen blunders and the times when I feel like a completely incompetent cook. We continued through the meal, clinking our glasses and being all around merry. (Not going to lie though, I still feel a little bruised by my performance.)

Christmas Morning

I actually woke up at 5 am on Christmas morning and drove to my sister’s house just to see her kids wake up and see all of their presents. It kind of felt like the end of the world out there on the road by myself. I was the only one for miles. I drove and imagined kids all over the city getting their last moments of shut eye.

It was worth it. My nephews are what make Christmas so warm and lovely. That and food. You should have seen the spread my sister and her husband created for breakfast.

(My sister is graceful and elegant and so is her food.)

We drank bloody marys and ate potato hashbrown casserole, blueberry crumble, shrimp in butter and my mother’s Christmas special — creamed eggs with asparagus. The breakfast was buffet style — way more relaxed than my dinner on Christmas Eve. And I must admit, much better and more fun.

Christmas Night

After there were no more gifts to open, we all went home for a little rest. Even though we were still full from breakfast, I went to my mom’s and whipped up a roasted turkey, mashed potatoes, gravy, and a vegetable napoleon for dinner. After we finished our outburst of Dolly Parton’s “Hard Candy Christmas” (also caught forever by the Flip video camera), we sat down to eat.

One of the reasons I chose to stay in Cincinnati is because nothing beats being close to loved ones.

All and all, I had a warm, pants-popping holiday. How was yours?

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