The best part of my family's long passed Christmas Eve traditions was the "breaking of the bread".
We got blessed wafers from Poland and broke them with everyone at the table, wishing them a good year and promising to try to get along for another year, as well. My sister was always the best at snapping off the wafers so I would get a giant piece from her and end up with a mouthful of cardboard. Too bad I learned her secret the last year we did it.
But I am going to stay with my sister's family in the New Orleans area this year for Christmas, so yay! I don't know what kind of food will be served, but from what I hear, there won't be a shortage of booze. If I remember Christmas, I'll tell you what it was like.
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