(That doesn't sound very good, does it?)
Or whatever.
Christmas Eve.
Be jealous.
If the wise men lived in Kansas, they'd be bringing these gifts to baby Jesus.
Or, at least to his parents.
Poinsettia Punch
Vietnamese Spring Rolls
These are not your China-buffet-msg-coma egg rolls.
These are my dad's spring rolls.
And they are the bee's knees.
Follow this by Cheese fondue
and salad
and chocolate truffles.
Merry Christmas.
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