It is once again time for our annual Christmas dinner at Mamaws.
Almost the entire family, 39 in all this year, gathered at Kristie's grandmothers for another round of stuffing ourselves to the gills. Then while the guys sleep through football, the ladies catch-up on who was born to who, and the kids run amok, we all make solemn vows not to ever eat like that again. Naturally we all know we will no matter how much we try. Can't be helped with a family this big all of whom cook world class good.