What are we doing at Christmas this year?
Question my old lady asks us every fall, as if she didn’t already know the answer.
Every year, my old woman prepares this celebration with childlike joy.
Decor, lighting, traditional menu with a beautiful golden turkey, like in the TV ads.
The turkey has to be perfect!
And according to my old lady, there is only one, true and only secret: You have to water it!
All chefs have “their” recipe and for some, this “watering” is heresy.
My old lady, who doesn’t hear it that way, does as she pleases, and those who would like to contradict her are very unwelcome.
Having passed the 90th birthday, having led the festivities for many years, she handed over the reins to us.
And his dear friend Luc took over.
From New Year’s Eve on the 24th to supper on the 25th, Luc, our sun king, treats us to an unforgettable party, from which my old lady is dazzled.
I’m a turkey attendant!
Hello stress.
Luc – It seems to me that the turkey is too small!
Denise – Well no, she’s perfect. Don’t forget to water it! Are you sure you don’t want me to come take care of it?
Luc – No my darling, you don’t take care of anything!
Me – I cooked the turkey last year, you found it very good.
Denise – That’s true. Could I make mashed potatoes? I am the queen of mash!
All – NO! Let yourself be spoiled!
And it will vary on this theme until the evening of the 24th, when the verdict will fall.
Yes or no, has the turkey been watered enough?
Whatever…
The party has only one goal: to bring us together, share good times and knit us a scarf of memories that will warm our hearts for years to come.
Merry Christmas!