Christmas Eve Eve. It’s been a four year tradition now as a result of not wanting to leave my family on Christmas Eve, but also not wanting to miss out on the Glantz crew. With 3 different sides to fit in, it can be a bit of a puzzle but the answer was clear as day to me four years ago: Christmas Eve Eve was born.
The scene feels a lot like Christmas Eve. There always seems to be a light (or more) dusting of snow, the candles are all lit, champagne and gifts are in abundance, and the menu is established. Nothing but the best for this crew which means prime rib will be roasting away in the oven. Hey, I’ll admit it. Even as confident as I am in the kitchen, I get anxiety. I mean, this is important. That is you.can’t.screw.this.up.important. Can you imagine calling Dominos on Christmas Eve Eve? Tyler, I know it’s tempting.
I think last year I was running between the gift opening in the living room and the kitchen so much that I was profusely sweating and down to a tank top. M’s Dad was often by my side though, chardonnay spritzer in hand, giving me the confidence I needed while he meticulously studied the meat thermoter. As he carved it
slowly hastily (we were hungry!) onto the cutting board it was worth it – that roast so rocked.
Along side of it will sit these mushrooms. It’s not optional as after talking to my sister in law, Becky, she literally dreams about them. I love that I’ve made a dish of that caliber. A festive side of sautéed cherry tomatoes and herbs will sit perfectly next to fluffy baked mashed potatoes. Let’s round it all out with a spinach salad – mainly because I want to use my Kate Spade polka dot dishes on the table.
L will be running around crazily as all kids do at Christmas. I’m thinking a tie between dragging Uncle Tyler to the basement and wrestling with naughty Aunt Carolyn, as he has labeled her (I happen to think she is quite nice). I’m hoping my parents will stop by for a visit – a surprise would be my sisters. Now that they are in the city, I don’t see them as often as I’d like. Aunt Martha will be in from the Big Apple and little B will be happy to see great grandma Gigi as he has always had a super comfortable and friendly connection with her, that always makes me smile. Of course he’ll also show off his new hurdle moves to track star Aunt Molly. And finally, as we all sit down to dinner together we will remember great Grandad because simply put – he was the best.
This song will be often playing in the background as it is one of my favorites. We’ll be enjoying this wine with the prime rib while B is (knock on wood) blissfully dreaming of sugar plums in his flannel reindeer jammies. This ice cream will be chilling away, ready to hand off to Ginger and head to the farm for Christmas day (remind me if I forget, ok Ginger?). The only thing I can’t fill you in on quite yet is my outfit. It’s a toss up between these pants as a base or this dress. Any input?
And with that, I’m signing off. It’s been a wonderful year on A Life From Scratch. I love this blog so much – for the connections I have made and for the memories I can look back on. Thank you for being apart of it. I wish you all a very Merry Christmas, and I will see you next year.