Christmas Eve hotpot. We're estranged from the Americanized side of the family so we didn't get to go to their party (and you thought I was whitewashed). I think they went to church or did something equally wholesome. Meanwhile we ate our shrimps with the heads on.
The Yellowcat made Christmas dinner. The effort included a two hour long internal argument..do you assemble the smoked salmon appetizers, forcing Asian people to consume capers and cheese, or do you set it out and hope people won't mistake capers for peas, ignore the cheese, and gorge on fish? Unexpectedly easy solution: The Yellowcat's family neglected to inform her that the guests were professional chefs. So that's why no one wanted to cook. . . At least they knew about capers...
Dessert: Apple Calvados Tart It's got that wow factor when hot, mediocre when cold. I made it extra sour w/limited sugar.
Someone needs to teach me how to pair wines with food.
Next stop: LA for 1 week, starting with the clambake engagement party!
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