It was always tradition at Christmas when I was growing up that on Christmas Eve we would have a buffet. I bet that sounds like something a nothing to some people, but to me it was always the sign that Christmas was here.
There are many things that I look back fondly on but the reason I have kept it going is my mum. Sadly my mum is no longer with us but I am smiling and laughing now remembering her meticulous planning and fantastic spread she would put on. The part that I remember the most is her nibbling of the food whilst cooking then declaring “Im not that hungry” when it was time to dive in.
The buffet is something that we managed to host in one of the final Christmases we had together but its one I am not going to give up and continue even today.
Christmas is a lot of things but I realise as I get older its the family memories and traditions that hold a special place in my heart.
I wish you all a Merry Christmas whatever you’re doing…