And we're back! (Although still behind on fics. I still owe a Steve/Maria and a Pacific Rim fic. *sigh* To be done.)
26th December -
alphaflyer asked: What did you have for dinner the night before, and with whom did you share it?
The answer for this is pretty much the same every year. We have a fairly set menu, and a fairly set guest list.
My family - sisters, parentals, stepbrothers and sister-in-law, Mum's brothers and their families, and any friends who don't have anywhere to go for Christmas Day - do Christmas lunch rather than Christmas dinner – Christmas dinner is more of a post-lunch coma.
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Here's a pic of Christmas lunch. The menu is pretty stable: there's a glazed ham, cooked prawns, smoked salmon, potato salad (with egg), green salad, my aunt's rice salad – sometimes there’s a stuffed turkey or chicken, and usually my mother's noodle salad (although this year an aunt made it instead), but it doesn’t change much from year to year.
But it's always good food!

So. Much. Food.
Dessert is inevitably pavlova, mince pies, and either fruit cake or pudding.
I'm in charge of making the pavlova, and this is this year's attempt - right before it went in the oven...

This year for dessert instead of the fruit cake or the usual pudding, there was also a Hester Blumenthal Candied Orange Christmas Pudding with custard. I don't have a picture, I was too busy eating it. :)
tl;dr: we had food. We had food comas. There was a little space for dinner. Everyone had post-lunch snoozle naps. We briefly played 'celebrity heads' and had a good laugh, exchanged presents, and everyone went home.
And I wrote three Yuletide Madness treats before the collection closed. None of them are going to be in Yuletide's Greatest Hits, but they're all acceptable enough
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I'll be catching up with the others memes I've missed in the last few days over the next few days. I promise!
26th December -
The answer for this is pretty much the same every year. We have a fairly set menu, and a fairly set guest list.
My family - sisters, parentals, stepbrothers and sister-in-law, Mum's brothers and their families, and any friends who don't have anywhere to go for Christmas Day - do Christmas lunch rather than Christmas dinner – Christmas dinner is more of a post-lunch coma.
eg.

Here's a pic of Christmas lunch. The menu is pretty stable: there's a glazed ham, cooked prawns, smoked salmon, potato salad (with egg), green salad, my aunt's rice salad – sometimes there’s a stuffed turkey or chicken, and usually my mother's noodle salad (although this year an aunt made it instead), but it doesn’t change much from year to year.
But it's always good food!

So. Much. Food.
Dessert is inevitably pavlova, mince pies, and either fruit cake or pudding.
I'm in charge of making the pavlova, and this is this year's attempt - right before it went in the oven...

This year for dessert instead of the fruit cake or the usual pudding, there was also a Hester Blumenthal Candied Orange Christmas Pudding with custard. I don't have a picture, I was too busy eating it. :)
tl;dr: we had food. We had food comas. There was a little space for dinner. Everyone had post-lunch snoozle naps. We briefly played 'celebrity heads' and had a good laugh, exchanged presents, and everyone went home.
And I wrote three Yuletide Madness treats before the collection closed. None of them are going to be in Yuletide's Greatest Hits, but they're all acceptable enough
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I'll be catching up with the others memes I've missed in the last few days over the next few days. I promise!
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I am curious about this because, in Oregon where I come from, "dinner" is the main meal of the day, whether in the evening (usually) or midday (so, like, Christmas, Thanksgiving, "going out to dinner after church"). (If dinner is at noon, the evening meal is "supper"). And in North Dakota where I live and work, "dinner" is exclusively the noon meal. (This has caused confusion more than once.)
We're having "Christmas Dinner" for lunch today because this is the earliest the whole family can get here--funnily enough, when you're a pastor, you don't get Christmas off ...