Living in a time bubble is not a good thing when you forget that 1) it’s Christmas time and 2) maybe one should pay more attention to shop closing times. We finally motivated to go outside later in the early afternoon only to find out that most of the shops, grocery stores and such had already closed for the holiday. So at two in the afternoon, on Christmas eve Jennida and I began to walk the cobblestone paths looking for food. Having adopted a culture of buying small amounts of food day by day and not over stocking we had no food for a proper dinner much less the special feast that most might want or expect. We lucked out that the Vietnamese grocery store at the base of the stairs next to the hill was still open. There we stocked up for not one day but three because Saturday is Christmas day- no one will be open for sure and Sunday is limited always. Our pickings were not unlike Alex P Keaton trying to shop for Christmas presents in a 7-11. Sorry for the pop culture reference however it comes to mind as we searched for, again the things that make a holiday special even though it’s not the things that make the holiday special. We ended up purchasing a small frozen chicken, potatoes, the normal assortment of sausages and some new ones just to experiment with. Jennida was sad because as such she is separated from her family for the holiday and it is compounded by the notion of Christmas not seeming like Christmas. And this might be some of my fault, as I don’t attach myself to specific holiday trappings. I have had my fair share of “alt” Christmases, some spent with family, some spent with friends, some spent with friend’s families, and some spent at a Chinese buffet. When it was all said and done though we had a very nice Christmas meal made of roasted chicken, mashed potatoes & gravy, veggies and warm bread. Oh and Ella Fitzgerald on the ipod.
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