I ran across this the other day and I thought I would post it.
Growing up in a large family of 10 kids…My parents had a tradition of having oyster stew on Christmas Eve that was mandatory for everyone before we could open gifts.
My mom said it was a German tradition …. However, years later when I asked my grandma (who came from Germany) she said she never heard of it. So, it was probably a means of getting back at us….(not me, but the other kids …I was perfect.)
My mom was a great cook, but that stew was **** …. The smell would gag a maggot and the taste sent you into gag reflex spasms that lasted for days …maybe years.
“The night before Christmas” was about one of the wonder years (I wonder how I survived). With a table that accommodated 14 you could get away with a few more things.
It is in PDF
Growing up in a large family of 10 kids…My parents had a tradition of having oyster stew on Christmas Eve that was mandatory for everyone before we could open gifts.
My mom said it was a German tradition …. However, years later when I asked my grandma (who came from Germany) she said she never heard of it. So, it was probably a means of getting back at us….(not me, but the other kids …I was perfect.)
My mom was a great cook, but that stew was **** …. The smell would gag a maggot and the taste sent you into gag reflex spasms that lasted for days …maybe years.
“The night before Christmas” was about one of the wonder years (I wonder how I survived). With a table that accommodated 14 you could get away with a few more things.
It is in PDF
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