I hope my readers had a good Christmas. I had to come into
work today. It is a little eerie here at the office, because I am the only one
here at the moment. It’s very tempting to sneak out early… There is another
office with the light on and music playing, so presumably that person is still
around somewhere.
Christmas Eve Luxuli and I were planning to help Richard
Bonomo decorate the church, but after we met for coffee and then prayed the
rosary, I had to hurry and make two cassatas this year. (Luxuli did stay to
help Rich out.) One was for my future in-laws, and the other was for the crowd
at Rich’s house. Rich had been up all night making a stable for the church's crèche scene,
so he was like a zombie. He fell asleep, and I was frantically preparing
cassatas, so we were late to warm-up at our church. The choir sang carols for
half an hour before “Midnight” Mass at 5 pm, and then afterwards Luxuli and her
husband had Rich, Kathbert, and me over for appetizers and coq au vin, followed
by Kathbert’s chocolate pie. Then Kathbert and I went to the Lutheran church
and then Fruit Soup at my OTHER choir director’s house. I didn’t get to bed
until 3 am, but this year my choir director gave me permission to sleep through
Christmas morning Mass, so Rich did not put in a wake-up call with my guardian
angel. I had a refreshing six hours of sleep and then headed to Travalon’s
house. We drove to his mother’s house and did the family dinner: turkey with
stuffing. Travalon gave me a bouzouki, which is like a little Greek mandolin,
and I gave him a fake newspaper saying he was joining the Beatles. Only half my
cassata got eaten, so I brought it back to Rich’s house, where it was
demolished along with the other one I had made for that gathering. People sure
do love cassata! At Rich’s house the menu was lasagna and leftover coq au vin,
as well as various other things people brought, like Cecil Markovitch’s famous
spinach salad. He also provided a card table and some chairs for extra seating.
Rich had an 18-inch Christmas tree this year, and after most of the other
guests had left, his neighbor and Kathbert decorated it. My parents sent
Travalon and me some presents in the mail, but we haven’t opened them yet.
Maybe tonight…
Famous Hat
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