The Feast feeds the soul, as well as the body

That's actually the most important part.  For those of you surrounded by your family, look around from the groaning board.  Step out of the flow of time, just for a moment.  This is what life is about.

Well, and beast.

Rib roast, with a rub made from herbs from our garden (rosemary, thyme, and sage) with garlic, salt* and pepper, and olive oil.  Roasting at 375° on a bed of root veg.

Oh, and Aunt Charlotte's dinner rolls, rising right now.  And a nice Pinot.

But it's not the food, it's the feast that counts.  If you leave the table with only your body sated, you're doing it wrong.

* You need a lot more of this than you think.  I used not quite a cup, and think I'll have to season it some more when it's done roasting.