My family is pretty much…Italian. Especially my Mom. Every year around this time the conversation about Christmas Dinner plays itself out in this manner (which I would not trade for the world).
A month before Christmas – possibly on Thanksgiving:
Mom: I’ve decided not to make that much for Christmas Day dinner – I’m just going to make Ravioli or Ziti. I can’t make a ham/turkey/roast beef this year. It’s too much work. We’ll just have Italian food.
Me: That sounds great, Mom. You don’t need to cook an Italian meal to be followed by turkey/ham/roast beef with all the sides. We just had all that with Thanksgiving. You need to relax and enjoy yourself. I’ll make the dessert.
A few weeks before Christmas:
Mom calls me on the phone: Hi! I’ve decided I need to make some meatballs and have sausage with the Ravioli – and maybe some Chicken Cutlet Parmigiana and Antipasto. Will you make two desserts?
Me: Yes, of course. I thought you weren’t making a lot of food this year?
Mom: Well, I’ve invited (insert a few more people), so now I want to make sure they all have enough food. I can’t just make Ravioli. Do you think I should buy a turkey? Or a roast beef? I want to make a broccoli casserole along with all the sides. What do you think?
SIDE NOTE: My mom makes enough of each item to feed everyone…as if it was the only thing they are going to eat…for then next 72 hours.
Me: Mom – you’re making too much food. No one can possibly eat all that. Don’t make the Thanksgiving stuff. We just ate that. You need to relax and have some FUN on Christmas Day.
Mom: Ok – Just the Italian food then. No ham/turkey/roast beef. Maybe some stuffed chicken breasts? Don’t forget to bring your cookies with the two desserts. Should we have more than that for dessert?
Me: NO! We’re good, Mom.
Two Weeks before Christmas
Ring! Ring! (my work phone) –
Mom: Hi! It’s Mom, I’m at the store. I just got the ham along with the Ravioli. Do you think 10 lbs will be enough? I’ve got the chicken breasts too since I know you don’t eat ham. I’m going to wait until next week to get the stuff for the sides.
Me: Mom… Please don’t call me tomorrow to tell me you’re making turkey too.
I love my Mom. And I cannot wait to take home leftovers on Christmas Day.
She taught me how to cook for an army and these other two essential things:
- Never pass up a bathroom – EVER
- Where’s your purse?
Happy Holidays, My Friends!