There is something magical about Christmas mornings. The cool breeze in my window is softer, the wind chime's klink and klank induces peaceful euphoria, and you can hear the church mass from your bed in hushed sounds... you know instantly the your home and its Christmas Day. Its the same feeling the I have about Christmas mornings since I was a child.
Your mind is still abuzz from all the food and the laughters from Christmas Eve. But Christmas mornings is greeted with a silent smile in your face.
Our traditional Christmas Media Noche is the same since time in memoriam. The creamy Spaghetti loaded with ground beef and hotdog topped with thickly grated cheese... the epic Chicken Macaroni Salad with too much chicken shreds, too much boiled eggs, too much pineapple tidbits, too much of everything... the gigantic Morcon well only in our house morcons are as big as cake rolls... and the centerpiece Christmas Ham, this year its from a local mall here last year was Adelina's. For dessert ofcourse its my....STRAWBERRY SHORTCAKE.
Simple, fluffy, very buttery (I used Elle et Vire French Butter for the butter cake, pure Anchor for the Strawberry Buttercream Icing), very rich... It was tilting a little I was too tired to trim the cake flat (bulk orders hang-over kicking in)... I just frost it altogether roughly and piped spontaneous ruffle borders and its done!
This was the Christmas Morning leftover. and it didn't survive for Christmas Lunch.
I’ll admit the Romans had a point. You gotta live life and living means that every morning when you wake up you have to choice. Between ceasing what life offers in moment and forging ahead no matter the weather or closing the curtains and shutting out the day. " Carpe Diem"
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
-claudine
