A few years or so ago I realized that we were spending way too much time on Christmas day stressing about all that needs to be done. So in an attempt to relax and be able to enjoy Christmas, we decided to start having our Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve. And to make Christmas Eve day a little less stressful, I start preparing as much as I can on Christmas Eve eve. The kitchen doesn't become a horrific mess and I'm able to spend more time OUT of the kitchen WITH the family. We spend Christmas day together and munch on those yummy leftovers.
So as I prepared some of the items tonight in the quiet kitchen, my mind began to travel between memories and random thoughts. As I prepared the jello for our jello salad, I mixed the gelatin with the hot water and I thought of the memories of my Grandma Chris preparing warm gelatin to drink. I don't know why she did that, but I remember that from my early childhood. (She died when I was 8.) I thought about how grateful I am that Lonnie, who married my mom a few years after I got married, brought a new dish to add to our traditional Thanksgiving and Christmas meals (cream cheese green bean casserole - yummy). Although we have an open and loving relationship with Rylie's maternal birthfamily, I wondered about what traditions she would have if she hadn't been able to be part of our family (and so grateful she is part of our family). I thought about my Grandma Nick and how I wished I had been old enough to appreciate her fabulous cooking skills more as to get her recipes - oh how I miss her holiday rolls. I remember her making so many of them and then our family would be the recipients of those tasty treats, which we would pull open and put Miracle Whip and turkey inside to make a roll sandwich. I thought of how much I enjoy candied yams the way my mom made them and laugh to myself that I'm really the only one who eats them in my family now and think that none of my siblings cared much for them when we were growing up. Mom's red jello salad with whipped cream and bananas - the one that's so simple but I just can't seem to replicate quite the right way. My mind really did wander in so many unrelated directions during my time in the kitchen tonight as I cooked and listened to Christmas music.
I love the smell in the house from the pies that I've just taken from the oven and I look forward to tomorrow when we will enjoy the smells of the roasting turkey.
I wonder what items my mind may have forgotten as the traditional holiday meals. For now, as they are the only ones I remember from my childhood and use today are:
- turkey
- whipped mashed potatoes - added butter and milk during whipping and then topped with gravy Mom made from the turkey drippings
- green pistacio salad - made with pistacio pudding mix and cottage cheese and crushed pineapple (I don't know that Mom did this, but I add Cool Whip to that mixture to add a bit of sweetness and fluffiness)
- Cranberry Juice mixed with 7-Up
- Red Jello salad - Strawberry/Banana jello - then mixed with whipping cream (which we always used the whipping CREAM in the small carton, and then mixed with powdered sugar and some vanilla), sliced bananas, and marshmallows
- candied yams - cut canned yams, butter, brown sugar, pineapple, with a touch of lemon juice - then baked and topped with miniature marshmallow - just enough to melt them and then a quick browning from the oven (oh, and a during a previous stressful Christmas Day dinner prep, I have actually forgotten I had the broiler on to brown the marshmallows and caught them on fire)
- I love stuffing, but I don't recall having that as I was growing up
- A new addition to our family holiday meals - Lonnie's green bean casserole - melted cream cheese mixed with some sugar & garlic powder, then mixed with the beans. Top with bread crumbs and bake.
- Rolls - and none will EVER compare to Grandma Nicholls' Parker House rolls (Even if I had her recipe, I would never do them the way she did.)
- Pumpkin pie - always made from canned pumpkin and adding spices. Then topped with whipping cream that we whipped ourselves (from the carton with powdered sugar and a little vanilla extract)
That all seems like a lot, and it is. I just hope I've remembered everything from my childhood memories. I hope that I am helping form memories and traditions for my kids that they will enjoy following as they grow up and have their own families.