Every year at Christmas Hub's Mom goes into a cooking frenzy like I am sure most other mothers do. Of all the fried chicken and mixed rice and clam chowder that she makes, Hubs likes the custard the best. No worries, she makes LOTS of it. Enough to eat after dinner and enough for everyone to take home. But, this year, the parents-in-law are headed to Okinawa over the Christmas weekend. Poor Hubs, that means no custard!!
So, in all my let's make the holidays the best they can be full of emotion-ness, I decide to tackle making custard from scratch last week. I followed the recipe exactly and although it looked fine, it didn't taste fine AT ALL. I couldn't even pretend to like it and ended up just throwing it all out. I could try it all again, but instead I went to the grocery store and got a mix and refrigerate box and now, it is all whipped up and just chilling in the fridge waiting for Bailey to get home so we can taste test it together.
Give me another few days and I might work up the courage to try it from scratch again, but right now I need to get that bad taste out of my mouth before I even think about trying again.
What about you? What kind of foods mean Christmas to you?