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Christmas

Our first Christmas together with my mother was in 2014, 1 year after we’ve met. It was a very beautiful Christmas that brought us even closer together.

 

Mostly, I organized this Christmas for Jennifer. Since she was the only one to have a Christian background, I wanted to make her the feast of Christmas as beautiful as possible. I couldn’t have guessed that religiousness isn’t only rather unimportant to her, but that she generally has no desire for Christmas. Nevertheless, I realized very quickly that she actually likes Christmas, it’s just that she has no interest in the work related to it. So, I took care of the decoration, Christmas tree and gifts. This then, thrilled her alright.

 

 

My mother didn’t need to be persuaded at all, from the beginning she agreed to celebrate at her place and was very happy about it.

 

On Christmas Eve, my mother and Jennifer were busy all day in the kitchen, with a proud result. Jennifer helped my mother cook for the first time that day and got a little impression how much she always cooks for family celebrations.

 

As my sister and her family were expected on the first day of Christmas, my mother had also cooked for them, which explained the amount. We could, so it felt, nurture an entire regiment.

 

The most interesting experiment, however, was the fire tongs punch. We had almost all the ingredients, except anise. The problem was that the alcohol content of the rum wasn’t high enough, that’s why at first, we couldn’t light the sugar loaf. So, we improvised and poured raki over it and killed 2 birds with one stone. The fire tongs punch finally caught fire and got some anise taste.

 

 

Hard to believe, but the result was actually drinkable.

 

Even though we were "only" celebrating between us three and we weren’t married yet, it was a very special Christmas. It was our first Christmas together in a warm, harmonious and intimate atmosphere. When you imagine Christmas, looking from outside through a window and the family is sitting together in the light at the dining table, then usually arises a very warm, pleasant feeling of sanctuary. I wanted to capture exactly this feeling and I succeeded too, which made this day memorable.

 

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