Those of you who follow closely know that I usually spend Christmas Eve with my (Italian) parents. For someone who doesn’t love seafood, it used to be difficult to get by, but now it’s gotten easier. Here’s a special look into what goes on the table on Christmas eve where I celebrate.
I don’t eat too big on Christmas eve, because I pick a lot throughout the day and love presents!
On Christmas morning, I usually get up, have breakfast and head back to the Capital region. This time, I made everyone breakfast: pan fried cinnamon French toast and bacon.
When I got back to my apartment, Cassie and I exchanged gifts, and I got even more presents!