It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, smoke circling the Christmas tree!
As usual, everything is smoking up the duplex, the windows are open and I'm shivering by the stove!
Tradition calls for Italian Sausage sandwiches on Christmas Eve. Lots of dips and appetizers. However, Caroline used to get sick to her stomach every year at Midnight Mass. Finally one year I watched what she ate at Grandma Shea's. Cookies, candy, chips, pop! She didn't like any of the food!
So, meatballs are in the oven, too! It was a relief to know it wasn't the devil coming out of her!
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