Dinner will be at my parents on Christmas. Years ago, we talked my mom into reducing the Christmas madness by foregoing a full turkey dinner (which I don't particularly care for anyway). Instead, she opted to to make a ham for sandwiches on good rye bread, with homemade potato salad, baked beans and other fixings. Christmas isn't nearly as nutty now that we're all grown, but she's continued to make the ham. I much prefer it to turkey and stuffing.
I'm making dinner on Christmas Eve for DH and I. I'll probably grill some lamb chops with a garlic, rosemary and thyme marinade. I'm not sure yet of the sides, probably steamed green beans and maybe some roasted fingerlings or something. Creme brulee for dessert. My heart is clogging just writing that.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher