Okay, so for Christmas dinner I decided on trying to feed my family something they have never had before: Risotto. My specific dish is Grilled Chicken and Sun-Dried Tomato. (I'm stealing this idea from my previous culinary school and amping it up a notch.)
My mother demanded a turkey for Christmas, to which my reply was: "Turkey is a THANKSGIVING bird, not a Christmas bird...Why?" But since I cannot argue with the Queen, I'm making a turkey. I'm doing my signature Garlic - Citrus Turkey with a Bay/Peppercorn Reduction. So far, no complaints...
The rest of Christmas dinner is of course a repeat of Thanksgiving, just the way my picky eater family loves it -- mashed potatoes, a vegetable, pies, but as another dessert, I'm making Bananas Foster... I wonder how that is gonna end up -- they dont know it will be my first attempt at doing it, but I've witnessed it enough times that I think I can do it.
Now on to other things......
So as I deboard the plane, I could literally see my mom's heart break when she first saw me after 4 months of not seeing me...Maybe it was my outfit, maybe my mannerisms... I dont know, she wont tell me why and claims to this day that everything is okay... I'm smarter than that.
I think I'm falling for someone....Everyone told me I would fall in love in college, and my stubborn personality refused to believe it, but it's happening...and not in a good way...My emotions are being played with and I dont know whether it would be easier to just become emotionally numb to the world or hang myself... Thoughts? Questions? No I'm not suicidal, but I dont know what to do anymore.
Anyway, as this post come to a conclusion, Enjoy your holidays with your loved ones, God knows I'm not. Cherish them, and parents, if you believe your child is "different", dont judge them, just love them. There are certain things in this world you cannot change, and always remember your child is listening to every word you say. When the world is being against them, sometimes you may be the only person they can come to. Even if you think it's wrong, just be there for them, life is hard enough. It's your child, facing the world one day at a time.
Happy Holidays -- from my kitchen to yours.
Love,
Juicy D.
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