Christmas Eve we listened to Elvis sing Christmas songs (he never died in this household) and then it was our seafood feast for the season accompanied by home made focaccia.
Oysters, tiger prawns and mussels with a great Pikes savagnin followed by fresh berries and ice cream.
Then it was a cheesy Hallmark movie to close out the day. It had everything. The cute couple ‘dancing around’ each other, one or two dead parents, the misunderstanding, the interrupted first kiss, the Christmas festival and tree lighting ceremony and of course the final locked lips scene. I think they must have a computer that spits out the multiple similar scripts. But who cares.....
Christmas Day dawned wet and cloudy. That hardly ever happens. Normally it’s hot and sunny.
We started with our traditional pancake breakfast and then later in the day, after a few phone calls to family and friends, the ‘main event’ began.
Preparation was accompanied by some lovely Italian Prosecco and Pikes Merle Riesling. Then it was barbqued wagyu sirloin and mini dauphine potato stacks washed down with an old Pikes Premio (Sangiovese) I’d had in the secret stash for many years. Wonderful!
We did our usual cracker ‘battle’ with the co driver winning most. This year we had bought the premium pack and some of the prizes were quite useful. The jokes were suitably corny and there was a quiz and charades too.
The co driver had arranged for a VERY expensive plum pudding which needed to be boiled in its muslin jacket for an hour. But boy, was it worth it! The best I’ve had in a long time, especially with vanilla bean custard and ice cream.
The co driver’s conversion to Australian hasn’t progressed yet to plum pudding
(or fruit cake for that matter) so she had made herself a yummy mini cheese cake.
So that was it.
We were not nearly as ‘stuffed‘ as previous years which was good.
Even had room for some left over prawns and more pudding for dinner.
Then another Hallmark! We are really suckers for punishment.
A very merry and safe Christmas to all my readers.
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