Christmastime – Hot dogs and pizza

hot dogs and marshmallows

The Christmas Song

“The Christmas Song” performed by Nat King Cole is today’s song pick. Or, if you prefer, listen to the version from Natalie Cole where she sings along with a recording of her father. They’re both good. You may know the song as “Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire.” When I was in New York for the Christmas show many years ago, I got to smell roasting chestnuts being sold by vendors on the street. I didn’t like the smell.

Hot dogs and pizza

Depending on the year, either my mom or my aunt hosts a Christmas dinner, which we usually do on the 26th. They both love to go all-out when it comes to serving food (as I’m sure millions of hosts across the world do this time of year), but that doesn’t mean that we can only feast on foie gras. In fact, I’m glad we don’t. I didn’t even know what it was until I scanned the Wikipedia article a minute ago, and everything about it sounds absolutely horrible. Bleh, let’s get into a new paragraph.

One year, my mom was discussing the dinner with my aunt, and my aunt said, “Just have pizza!” So, we did (among other things). I love pizza. It was awesome. Last year, we had another traditionally simple meal. We cooked hot dogs in the fireplace. At the top of this post is one shot of the dining room table, loaded with hot dogs and marshmallows.

11th in a series of Christmasy things.

2 thoughts on “Christmastime – Hot dogs and pizza”

  1. Christmas pizza! That reminds me of the time when my whole family was at my house just before Christmas. We all ordered pizza one night, except they didn’t get plain cheese pizza for me! I was totally pissed. Plus, my cousin Buzz was really pissing me off that night. Anyway, I had to sleep in the attic that night because family members had taken over my room. Lame!

    The next day I woke up and I was home alone! They had forgotten to take me on the family Christmas trip! This was totally awesome because at the time I was really mad at my family.

    To make a long story short, two brainless robbers tried to rob my house, but I fended them off in hilarious fashion with my 4th grade ingenuity. Good times!

    In the end, I discovered that the true meaning of Christmas was about family and togetherness. My family made it back for Christmas just in time and I was really happy to see all of them. Even Buzz!

    Oh, and then the next year the same thing happened again in New York City.

    The end.

  2. Before Beah corrects me, Buzz is actually my older brother. The two Christmas ordeals, back-to-back, has left me a little damaged.

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