For years, it’s been tradition in my family that we have my dad’s Swedish meatballs (and, generally, some kind of seafood, partly because I don’t care for Swedish meatballs) for Christmas Eve dinner. This year was no exception, and it was a delicious meal.
Last, but certainly not least, my lovely mother made her now-traditional Yule log cake (which is actually a recipe from a cookbook my grandmother gave me, Alice Medrich’s A Year in Chocolate). It’s basically the best Yule log ever — chocolate and hazelnut, rich and yet light. Delicious.