My father-in-law can cook!
Husband and I celebrated Christmas with his family on Christmas Eve.
(The night before we celebrated with coffee and chocolate cake at my grandparents’ home. Grandma and Papa spiked the coffee with a little Bailey’s their amazing granddaughter gave them for Christmas! And I finally found a present for my papa… new navy blue suspenders. Walmart… it’s a miracle-worker sometimes. But I still hate that place.)
Back to Christmas Eve!
I have marveled at my father-in-law’s ability to make delicious food every holiday. He really is a great cook, but I should have known that the moment my husband started cooking real food (we used to eat a lot of boxed meal kits).
The apple cook does not fall far from the apple cook tree.
Or something.
On the menu for Christmas Eve…
- Turkey Roulade with an amazing bread crumb stuffing with Parmesan cheese, sage, parsley and heaven
- Sweet Potatoes with raisins, apples and pears
- Green Bean Casserole
- Spinach salad with pears, almond and a Riesling vinaigrette
- AWESOME rolls
- Apple Cake
- Cappuccino Ice Cream
The links above link to recipes I found online resembling the food my father-in-law made for Christmas Eve dinner. The links above do not link to the exact recipe he used. I’m not entirely sure he used a recipe.
He might just be a genius.
My stomach felt smarter after dinner. Fuller. A little bloated, but definitely smarter.
I did avoid going back for seconds, except with the sweet potatoes. Too good. Couldn’t resist. But I didn’t go back for A LOT of seconds.
After dinner and before dessert, we opened gifts!
My 2-year-old nephew, Adley, made out with the best Christmas present of the season. His grandma and grandpa got him a musical symphony toy… and it’s probably the coolest thing I’ve ever played with seen.
The toy is set up like a concert stage. Each instrument sits above the stage in its own holder. Once the instrument is placed on the stage… it starts playing a song. You can add more and more instruments until an entire symphony is playing the same song. Take them away, and the instrument stops playing.
omg. So cool.
I remember getting a Furbie for Christmas in fourth grade and thinking it was cool. Psh.
Husband and I didn’t do too bad with gift giving. We got Adley pots and pans for his kitchen set and squeaky egg toys, and we got his adorable baby brother, Kenton, a noisy baby toy (<– no clue) and an adorable brown corduroy jacket from Kenneth Cole.
Kenton was more into chewing on the wrapping paper than he was his outfit. Whatev. I forgive him. He’s a chunk, and I love him.
Our Christmas Eve was pretty amazing, hanging out with these little dudes.
Playing with our name puzzle with his Uncle.
Stealing his uncle’s ice cream… stealing… like he’s not cute enough to just get some.
Playing and dancing when a nap is direly needed.
LOOK AT THAT HAT. He’s adorable… and he knows it.
Also, Husband’s parents got us some sa-weeeet cookware, including a FRENCH PRESS, so prepare yourselves for recipes. Especially coffee recipes.
omg. I’m so excited.
