We had some fun responses to our first Monthly Morsel question, “What was your most memorable Christmas or Chanukah meal and why?” Here are the answers our fellow foodies gave us:
From Mary Lou
The year my mom could find a 25 or 30 lb turkey for our 9 member family plus innumerable relatives, so was forced to settle for two 12 lb ones and stuggle to wedge them into one oven. But things went off without a hitch and nobody went hungry.
The year we had an 18-pound bird, sitting on the kitchen counter waiting to be stuffed, and my sister’s teeny tiny kitten jumped up on the counter, grabbed a wingtip, and began backing up with his prize. Just like in the cartoons, his feet were moving fast but he wasn’t going anywhere. And neither was his catch!
From Charles Chapman
The most memorable for me was in a year when there was a dreadful blizzard on Christmas Eve. A father and his three young daughters got stuck on the county road in front of my sister’s home. We managed to find beds for them all and enlarged the dinner table to handle us all. The food was traditional but seemed to be extra special because of the three little girls.
From Silvia C.
From the unusual standpoint, the most unusual was a few years back, in Argentina. To begin with it was summer. And it was hot and didn’t “look like Christmas.” And we were having the Christmas dinner at friend’s (rented) apartment in a very plush section of Buenos Aires (she’s from Taos New Mexico).
Suddenly water began to come under the front door of the apartment while we were eating the hors d’oeuvres. By the time the Super was located we were in water up to our ankles and water was also falling down the walls from the ceiling like our own private waterfall (the apartment was on the 2 floor) and also down from the balcony.
Eventually between the fire department, the super and the police, they were able to locate the problem as the water was running all the way down to the lobby and down the street.
We managed to eat the turkey in a relatively timely manner, but we had, by then downed a few of bottles of wine, and the whole thing seemed hilarious.
We had recently been relocated from a post in the far north of the North American continent to San Francisco.
We feasted on cracked crab and a savory pot of Cioppino.
Fresh seafood and fresh vegetables were a long desired luxury.
It must have been terrific, the first Christmas with Susanna!…My Grandchildren spend Christmas day at their “other grandma”…I spend Christmas Eve with them, so they have “2 Santa Deliveries”. So while my Christmas Eve are mighty memorable, my Christmas day is blah (same old, same old).
The kids get my gifts on Christmas eve morning (while I’m there) and then on Christmas morning they get the “Official Santa”. If they got everything at once they they would never want to leave to go to Tom’s mother.
Growing up Christmas was always a family time and my mother baked cookies for an “army”! There were so many varieties and detail, they were like edible art! They were always displayed on a 3 tier “cookie” plate for all to see… We had many gatherings which allowed the cookies to disappear ~ as I never remember any cookies left over!
My best Christmas was last year when our new granddaughter was with us for the first time. My daughter adopted a little girl from China and she had been in this country for just about a month
Many thanks to all who contributed answers to our first Monthly Morsel question! Our January Monthly Morsel question is: What is your favorite Super Bowl party recipe? Email us your answer or just simply on this blog post, and we’ll publish the answers in a round-up blog post after the big game.