I hope you and your loved ones had a very Merry Christmas! I can’t believe it has already come and gone. The older I get the more it flies by! And the more I cherish time with family and friends. Sipping wine and singing carols by the crackling fire on the patio. Long, drawn-out dinners full of intriguing conversation. And of course, the reason for it all, celebrating Christ’s birth. What sweet, sweet memories.
This year my older brother elucidated the importance of certain Jones Christmas traditions as he almost burst into tears upon hearing that no, we would not be having Rosie’s tamales for Christmas Eve dinner. (Rosie’s is a restaurant here in Austin known for its tamales. I’ve had better….”but it’s a tradition!”)
So you’re just going to kill a tradition that we have kept for 20 years? What, are we going to stop going to church and watching Christmas Vacation, too?
Ok, perhaps I hyperbolize. But honestly, I just figured a lot of us were sick of tamales already (my dad bought upward of 20 dozen weeks earlier) and they weren’t even that good anyways. They were tired tamales. We needed something fresh and new. So the ladies of the house gave them the boot and I made butternut squash gnocchi with sage brown butter and prosciutto. Damn good. I’m talking melt-in-your-mouth good. Maybe even good enough to replace a diehard tradition? Well, we’ll see about that! ¡Buen provecho!