Christmas Day. And it's sunny and glorious. Spend the day alternately doing small bits of cooking, some for last minute reheat, and relaxing. , who is not a heavy drinker, always begins Christmas day with a small one. And we take g&t's to the balcony at noon to luxuriate in the sun - which becomes too hot by the time the drinks are finished. So lovely after all that rain.
Maggi to dinner, back from visiting a friend in Agia Napa. Our eighth Christmas together, but the first since 2008 and the first without Magne, who died in July. One of our two burners gives up the ghost, but fortunately not until very nearly the end. So chicken, gravy, stuffing, potatoes, leeks, carrots, cauliflower, mushrooms - and the cake that J has been infusing for days and icing since yesterday. He takes a piece down to Kikki, who is spending a lonely shift in a very quiet reception area. The Norwegian contingent doesn't arrive until after Christmas.
Maggi to dinner, back from visiting a friend in Agia Napa. Our eighth Christmas together, but the first since 2008 and the first without Magne, who died in July. One of our two burners gives up the ghost, but fortunately not until very nearly the end. So chicken, gravy, stuffing, potatoes, leeks, carrots, cauliflower, mushrooms - and the cake that J has been infusing for days and icing since yesterday. He takes a piece down to Kikki, who is spending a lonely shift in a very quiet reception area. The Norwegian contingent doesn't arrive until after Christmas.