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Christmas Traditions

December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas. Last year I had a song for you. It seemed like the most appropriate one for this forum, even though it has nothing to do with food.

What can I say, I’m sentimental. Really, I’m a big softie. I cried watching Jurassic Park.

That aside, holidays are all about traditions. Presumably you have some. Likely very few people decide to spend any part of the day keeping up with their favorite regional food blogs. But we have a few traditions ourselves. And it wouldn’t feel like Christmas without them.

First, there is the annual appeal for you to watch The Future of Food, which I find to be a compelling movie about genetically modified foods. It’s just under ninety minutes of thought-provoking footage and commentary. Make some popcorn, plug the computer into the television, and halfway through the movie spit out the popcorn as you realize it is one of the principle GM crops.

It’s not that bad.

If you are really bored, you could read the original post I wrote about the watching of movies on Christmas. But I think this year the lot of winter blockbusters are more appealing than when I started this tradition back in 2009.

For dinner tonight, with any luck, we will dine in State College, Pennsylvania on the traditional Christmas dinner of my people. I cannot recall the year, as my memory for dates has never been very strong, but once before the Fussys found ourselves in State College on Christmas day.

Naturally, we ate dinner at Golden Wok.

Although we had neither the house special fried brown rice nor the salt and pepper pork chop. Both of which sound pretty darn appealing. Hopefully we’ll have some appetite when we arrive, as there will be a carload of leftover pizza for the ride down.

It’s a long story, and not part of the specific holiday tradition.  But in honor of Chanukah, last night we ordered a Buffalo chicken pizza, which was topped with fried chicken chunks. That’s the miracle of the oil, baby. And as it would turn out, moving from a large to an extra large pizza is only $1.50. Yes, it’s a bad idea. But it was a bad idea I found irresistible.

Suffice it to say, we have a fair bit of leftovers.

Arriving to Golden Wok with any kind of appetite seems like it will take a Christmas miracle. And that may be a lot to expect for four Jewish travelers. If there were three of us, and we were bearing gifts, that would be one thing. But we’re two adults and two children, bearing little more than a few pairs of clean clothes and a menorah to get us through the rest of Chanukah.

I’m guessing your traditions are a bit different. If you are so inclined, I would love to hear about them, especially the food bits. And if someone in your family insists upon heating the HoneyBaked ham, let’s talk. Maybe we can get that fixed in time for next year.

Ruined hams aside, I hope you and yours have a magnificent holiday.

3 Comments leave one →
  1. December 25, 2011 1:30 pm

    The best food traditions we have are sour mushroom soup (it is one of several soups that are essential to my life, sometimes we don’t do sour mushroom and have borscht, but normally we go with the former because while it is insanely easy to make, has to be eaten right away as it does not keep very well). Aside from that is an excuse for pie and Irish Coffee, although this year I might make little berry goblets with Chantilly because I have a craving for an intensely colored fruit.

    We’ll probably make the trek to the movies later, although I am loathe to go because it’s so packed and I got my grump on about that sort of thing. I want to see Girl with the Dragon Tattoo, but somehow I don’t think anyone else is interested in that as the Christmas Movie this year. So maybe I’ll just watch Harry Potter for the 700th time and eat my soup!

    Happy Holidays! Thanks again for a great year of reading and eating!

  2. Doug Grover permalink
    December 26, 2011 2:12 pm

    My brother and his family live in Wappinger’s Falls, and my wife and I in Bloomington, Indiana. At Christmas time we go back to Plattsburgh, where we grew up, and visit our mother. Our tradition for years has been to go out for lunch Christmas day and have Michigans, the not-a-coney-dog local to the North Country. My wife being in retail, we could not go this year, and so we had to make do with homemade — it’s not the same without the right split-top bun. But the tradition lived on…

  3. Jazzngas permalink
    December 26, 2011 9:14 pm

    As we’ve gotten older we can’t depend on our traditions. Parents have died and children live a great distance away. The local one is a Trooper working the holiday. Despite that it was good. We’re non believing Christians but honor family and tradition. Saturday the cop and his wife came over along with our favorite local chef and his family. A great time was had by all despite my slightly over cooked prime rib. The big day arrived for the two of us. We had to make the best of it. Sleeping late is a luxury we don’t have but did yesterday. Pretending to be Jewish, we joined the Jews at the excellent Ala Shanghai for a wonderful dinner. I smiled each time the staff wished everyone a Merry Christmas upon arrival and departure. Well intentioned. Capped off the night back home and watched The Help on pay per view. Maybe I am a Jew. No, I just love tradition.

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