You're familiar with the phrase "comfort food." Its existence is an acknowledgement that food is ... well ... comforting.
That is recognized by the military and other such organizations whose members are required to miss holidays at home. Our galley crew knocks itself out for our holiday meals. We had our Christmas dinner on Christmas Eve. I partook of lobster tail, beef Wellington and boiled shrimp. I stopped short of the duck. There was asparagus, salad, wild rice, a variety of breads and a broad selection of desserts.
My two roommates and I had dinner together and, in turn, talked about what our family Christmases were like. You can't help but think about what you're missing, but at least the food is comforting.
Merry Christmas to all.
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Merry Christmas, Steve.
I check out your blog from time to time and live vicariously through your experiences. What an adventure!
Just to let you know, a Norther blew in today and it's a chilly 51 degress right now in Corpus Christi.
Take care,
Andy Heines
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