More later about our wondrous Christmas with Josh/Cathy, Mimi/Tim, the three Bradley girls and baby Ellie McCarthy....
But this is about Christmas dinner. I had no idea what Yorkshire Pudding was. I thought it would involve raisins, dates, currants and the like. It's like a pop-over with beef juice! Who knew? Well, millions of people, of course, but not me.
We had a ten pound, bone in, beef rib roast, Yorkshire Pudding, a mixture of 4 mushrooms, scalloped potatoes, spinach salad with pomegranate, and beef broth. With a rich mixture of everything from German Chocolate Cake to ice cream to cream puffs for dessert.
Amazing.
And the Yorkshire Pudding threw me, but in a good way. I've having it crisped up in the over with beef soup for dinner tonight. Right now, in fact.
So, see you....
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