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.
Merry Christmas from behind the lines! Hope you all have a great Christmas.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas from a bit further down I-95. In our case, it's a turkey in the smoker, but the feast is the thing.
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas from the land of fast horses, beautiful women, and amber whiskey!
ReplyDeleteMan that looks tasty...
ReplyDeleteMerry Christmas!