The gift that keeps on giving…
11 for full Christmas dinner – 3 families , everyone LFT as negative. All in the rules.
An astonishing performance by the solitary cook, working in a single oven kitchen, and even sneaking in a vegetarian option.
We gave a, richly deserved, standing ovation when it was served, and you could not see the table for food.
I tried, I really tried (after all, I have a reputation to uphold), but I could not quite clear that second plate of everything. (“Everything” was only possible with considerable care in constructing your helping).
I freely confess, I do enjoy a Christmas feast, in fact, any feast. The big meal, the shared company at the table, it is surely the very epitome of wealth – more than enough for all.
Of course I may draw some opprobrium for “conspicious over-consumption”, and there are those who will (correctly) highlight that many do not have enough, and these things are true and valid, but I do not feast everyday, or even every month, and I do not hold that it is wrong to celebrate if you can do so with appreciation and thankfulness for your good fortune.
Thankfulness, of course is (or surely should be) part of our New Year. Thankfulness to have survived, thankfulness for those we still have around us, thankfulness for the anticipation of the days ahead, and the good things received and shared in days past.
It’s not an emotion(?) we’re good at. There is always a perceived risk of descending into maukish sentimentality, or worse, being twee. So for fear of saying too much, we often say too little. But having survived now both 2020 and 2021, I think a little gratitude is due.
However Fate plays it’s own game and laughs at us mortals.
The Christmas cook is down with Covid, the entire family now potential close contacts, happy….new….year.
Next year on IaDL – so where CAN we get a PCR test?
Dalmallyfest the Asylum 