There are a few truisms about holiday meals. For one thing, there is generally plenty of food. This is good, because one person loves sweet potatoes, but the other one shuns wilted cabbage...you need lots of choices if you're hosting a family/extended family and friends meal.
I had three holiday meals to host over two days, plus two meals around New Year's as well. The first was the traditional Christmas Eve dinner, in which I like to serve variations on seafood. It's most often grilled salmon, and always welcomed by the guests, particularly as they grow older. Simply prepared and barbecued outside, no matter the temperature, it tastes fresh and light on the system. The side dishes include a variation on potatoes. This year's, scalloped potatoes, a repeat from the ecstatic reviews received on Thanksgiving, were just as tasty, but unfortunately, didn't look as nice, since I had sliced them and let them sit a bit too long. They turned an unappetizing shade of grey, but still tasted good. You have to be adventurous to eat at my table! There were the brussel sprouts mixed with bread crumbs and pancetta, an Italian bacon, plus lots of garlic. My mother's recipe for sweet and sour cucumbers, heavy on the vinegar and salt, light on the sugar, topped with white sliced onions. A loaf of freshly baked bread (from the store, not my oven) and a huge green salad with cranberries, pecans and spinach. I also tossed some broccoli with lemon and capers. When it came time for dessert, a strawberry boston cream pie (The Market at Fairhaven, thank you very much), only two guests were able to fit it in. The appetizers brought by another guest, including a hot artichoke dip, a feta cheese dip and deviled eggs, filled us all up. The cookie plate did the rest of the damage.
Christmas morning with friends and a brunch, served up with champagne, orange juice, a sour cream coffeecake with double the cinnamon and pecan filling, plus Swedish pancakes and chorizo sausage made for another hearty meal.
By the time the fresh group of guests arrived for their prime rib dinner Christmas evening, I was not hungry in the least. I discovered, much to my surprise, that the mashed potatoes I prepared were gobbled right up. I was short a veg, so I took some carrots, horseradish, the remainders of the previous night's broccoli and brussels sprouts, and stir-fried them together. Not a bite left. The soft Parker House dinner rolls were a hit, the big green salad again a welcome buffer between healthy and indulgent, and I squeezed in some room for my sister-in-law's justifiably famous buche de noel...a chocolate mocha sponge cake that is light and a flavor knockout.
New Year's Eve and New Year's Day saw yet more eating with more different guests to host. This time, salmon and halibut and a bounty of king crab legs to dip in butter. A salad that went the distance twice, some roasted peppers and mushrooms, really chewy wheat bread, homemade potato salad and also made-at-home chocolate chip cookies. We even tasted a five-year-old plum pudding. It was strangely good, until we read the ingredients and discovered it contained beef suet, something I am certain I will never willingly eat again. But the hard sauce was delish: rum-spiked and really, really sweet.
The point here? Well, no point, except that among all these people and all these meals, we were blessed with more food than we could consume, the variety of which made every gathering a feast of its own. Even if we had been dining with a peanut butter sandwich and a glass of milk, the cameraderie and the good times made these meals special. To share food with dear friends and family, and to be able to offer a table literally groaning under the weight of so many tempting foods, is indeed a gift.
And, it was with a grateful heart that I was able to take a wonderful selection of food to my local food bank last weekend. Now, and every day, is a good time to share.