Eating is a huge part of holiday occasions. Friends know how much I abhor food talk. I like to eat food, not talk about it. I enjoy fine food just as much as the next guy. But I am not about to agonize for weeks, or at least days, over menu selections. I realize this is to some extent a minority viewpoint. In this regard I am absolutely no use to Sandy. She will often present me with two or three meal possibilities and I, in my characteristically unhelpful way, will shrug and say, “ I really don’t care. They all sound good.” The truth is I could eat rice and vegetables most of the time. Toss in a good piece of beef now and then and I am in heaven.
Holidays will always be with us. I am glad of that. The only solution is to go with the flow, see stress as the price one must pay for those joys that matter. It also helps to have a full wine cellar.