GAME DAY!
In the history of the Williams household, Christmas Eve and Christmas Eve Day-Jesus’ Game Day, was the sacred time. It was the present opening, church service going, festive prime rib mealing time. Yes, ‘mealing’ is now a word. Feel free to use it today.
Growing up, our family would all stuff around the formal dining room table and eat slabs from a standing rib roast, twice baked potatoes, some vegetable, and dessert-probably ice cream something. When I took command, it was cherries jubilee or sponge cake. I could even tell you what that fourth fork was for at the top of your place setting-right next to the third spoon. There were two sets of China, sterling silver, tongs, crystal wine glasses, butter knives for your butter/roll dish, and a relish tray with those little tongs for picking up, well, relish tray items. My mother would have an excuse to get all the stuff out, polish it, and lay it out for the fifteen or so minute meal. I would like to think Jesus, the birthday boy, my Lord, likes it too.
King of Kings
He is The King of Kings, but I think my God likes it when we do something, not so flashy. I think he likes the flashy too, but when he sees our faces smiling and laughing, well, that is the real present He is looking for.
During the holiday season, you have heard me talk about Thanksgiving and the tradition of THE MEAL starting early that day with a toast of sherry or scotch. It was glorious and manly and chivalrous and, well, you get my meaning.
Disposable plates, what a gift!
Christmas Eve meal this year, like last, will be on disposable plates with Mexican food.
I have to tell you, I kinda like it. First of all, my colon likes it. Instead of an injection of a big slab of protein and having it sitting there, digesting, for two weeks, I have something that keeps it all moving nicely if you get my drift. It’s the one time of year you can cook with lard and be legitimate. Try it-it really makes a difference. Then you put it in a coffee can in the back of your refrigerator like my parents did right on top of the morning bacon grease. For those times, you know, you need used lard. And clean up, well, it’s minutes instead of days.
Instead of scotch this morning, we are starting our day with some fresh ground coffee. Not just any coffee, we ARE celebrating the birth of the Christ. Nope, it has to be good coffee. Maybe a Cuban coffee with sugar like they sell in Key West. This stuff will make you not want to go out and just stay home and watch that show where they sell jewelry. You need a good shot–or three, while you make and cook ‘the chimichangas’ in that lard. Yep, chimichangas. Oh, and some fresh salsa and guacamole. You can do orange juice or my favorite on special occasions, tomato juice. Seriously, you have all this on a disposable plate, not just any disposable plate like those with flowers on them. Remember what I said earlier in this paragraph, it is the King’s birthday. You want nice disposable plates, like those clear ones that look like crystal only their not-crystal.
Nope, over the years we have modified and adjusted-improvised. Nothing wrong with drinking shots of espresso with your cereal—alone—-on Christmas Eve day—-a rainy Christmas Eve Day—with Pandora ‘Rain and Thunder’ music/sounds playing, nothing wrong at all.
Shuuush and listen
If you’re quiet enough, you can hear him. In the pre-dawn darkness. Listen and hear. He is talking to you. “You made us coffee!! Cuban Coffee?! Gosh I love you child!”
Be still this morning and know you are desperately loved.
Enjoy the ride.
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