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Kathy's avatar

Growing up, we always spent Christmas Eve at my grandparents for a traditional Ukrainian dinner. My grandmother had an entrée or dish to represent every figure in the major scene. There was always some hay sprinkled underneath the tablecloth to represent the crib for baby Jesus. Some of the foods we hated as kids was pickled herring, honey barley soup, and codfish among other dishes. When I grew up and got married, I carried on this tradition by doing finger foods or appetizers for Christmas Eve along with cookies cakes and breads. I of course did Russian tea cakes, some Italian cookies, and of course chocolate chip and peanut butter cookies. Cookies such as orange drop cookies and jam thumbprint cookies were my favorite but my son‘s referred to them as adult cookies and moaned every time I made them. For appetizers, I would make dips and hot spreads as well as nachos and asparagus roll ups and cheese balls etc. Since we lived in a different city every three or four years, I would invite anyone I had met who did not have family around them at Christmas time to join us on Christmas Eve. I started baking one week before Thanksgiving and made two different kinds of cookies every week until Christmas week. I would freeze them. I always found Christmas Eve to be more special than Christmas Day. I think it’s because of the early days of going to my grandparents on Christmas Eve and having dinner with them and cousins from that side of the family that I saw very rarely. I guess this is too much information lol. Merry Christmas everyone

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Nancy Danforth's avatar

Living in Vermont, we always watch White Christmas every year!

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