My Christmas was super mellow. And by mellow, I mean lazy. Not that you need the details of my personal hygiene, but I may or may not have worn PJs the entire weekend (and I may or may not have washed my hair). I also may or may not have left the house, I mean, not even to go outside, anytime between Friday night and Monday morning. I should have tried to get a little exercise, considering we had ham on Friday, crab legs on Saturday, and prime rib on Sunday (not to mention all the other little noshes in between). I didn’t write down any recipes, and I also didn’t get my camera out once. I just wanted to enjoy time with the fam, and not spend the holiday behind my lens. I did, however, manage to snap a few iPhone pics here and there.
My parents’ kitty—Kitty—loves Christmas.
Ollie the parrot singing along to his favorite song.
Champagne, Pom juice, and pomegranate seeds (from the pomegranates Grandpa sent from his tree!)
Mel, Amanda, and I made pork tamales and cheese & pepper tamales. Amanda was the best tamale roller.
John’s Christmas morning butterscotch-nut rolls. Wouldn’t be Christmas without them!
