Tradition is a Hard Thing to Ignore

I grew up in a family where holiday meals were the “get out the good dishes and go all out” type of affair.  I married into a family that ate easter or christmas dinner on paper plates.

Needless to say, it was culture shock for sure.

I’ve relaxed a bit – and most nights we eat on paper plates because i dispise the dishwasher more than i relish tradition…but holidays are NOT eaten on paper in my house…even when we had 18+ around the table.

This Easter finds us alone – just the four of us.  My parents are just divorced and doing their own thing, and Todd’s parents have been done from us for a few years.

I’m not complaining – i like laid back days when i just need to cook and not worry about entertaining and making sure the bathrooms have toilet paper and the 8-yo didnt destroy them.

The moral of this tale is this – I’m still standing here cooking for an army, although there’s only 4 of us.  Why?  Tradition.  We always had a big ham, potatoes, veggies, and the wierd easter jello thing every easter – and I’m not ready to give that up.

I’ll take some to the neighbors, Janet just had surgery and wont feel like cooking – and we’ll have ham and cabbage tomorrow – hubby’s favorite….so its not like the food will go to waste.

I just found it ironic that i’m cooking for 18 again…old habits die hard.