What a picture perfect Christmas Eve this was. Snow is falling from the sky and I am tucked in warm and snuggly in my bed. Many many years ago at this point, Mary and Joseph were traveling on the donkey, and there was no room for them in the inn. Baby Jesus was born in a manger and our world changed forever.
Today, we celebrated a great Italian tradition with Mommy's family. Every year Grandma "Ba" plans and puts together a Feast of 7 Fishes for our family. She has been doing this for 40+ years and took over for her Mom who once did the same. It's a month long process of checking off lists, more lists, and more lists. There is shopping to be done, a basement to get ready, and plenty of food to prepare.
Uncle Peter took Grandma shopping at the Fish Market downtown to get some of the fish a few weeks ago. Mommy took Grandma shopping this week to get the produce and the rest of the fish. Cousin Rusty went shopping this week and got the capitone. He and his family came to Grandma's house this morning and got to frying and cooking the fish and pasta.
We enjoyed every bite of it. There were many of us in the basement tonight, filled with love and laughter. We shared our story from Luke's gospel of Jesus' birth, enjoyed our pasta for the primo piato and then all of the fish. After a break for the raffle (all our money raised and canned goods collected went to the Leyden Township food bank) we sang Happy Birthday to Jesus and blew out the birthday candles, and then enjoyed cannoli, hello dollies, cookies, and cartellata, for dessert.
A good time was had by all. Thank you Rosie for the fabulous foam number puzzle!
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