For me Christmas past was when both my parents still were alive. Indeed ,singing x-mas songs around the piano (my dad played a mean bit of piano,
from Bach to Bacharach...)
An x-mas tree with real roots and soil, smelling of the world outside. Making our own x-mas cards. Finding nice little presents by the tree. A little
snowy village made from cardboard and cotton-wool snow under the tree.
No enormously expensive presents. Just some books, maybe a bit of x-mas specific candy thrown in (Frozen Rum-Alaskas in our case, made by our local
bonbonnierre..Yes, there was a time people made sweets themselves, not too long ago in our farmer's community in the north)
X-mas dinner with veil-tongue in madeira-gravy, and cranberries -very important! still make myself cranberry sauce on the first day of x-mas-. Evening
around the fire-place, just chatting, enjoying the fact that there are no pressing matters.
Grand-parents visiting on the 2nd x-mas day....more presents (always a boon, even for a "grown-up-feeling" 17-year old
) My grandma making
dinner for the second day of x-mas (glorious breadpudding with Rum-custard topping..)
The smell of my grandfathers cigars. Roasting chestnuts in our fireplace. Amazing my, then, girlfriend, -city kid, met her in uni- that never had seen
that done "for real" as she so eloquently stated..Chestnuts gathered in the fall. We had some huge, old chestnuts on our lands.
Superrr old-fashioned romantic, yet not even that
long ago, talking the 90's here...*sigh* Always a bit shocking to experience how quickly
things can change for the worse
edit on 12/28/2010 by diakrite because: typos, hope I got them all