For Poles, Christmas Eve is a night of magic when animals are said to talk and people have the power to predict the future. It’s a time for families to gather and reconcile any differences, and to remember loved ones who have gone before them. (via here)
Wigilia, which literally means "vigil," or waiting for the birth of Baby Jesus, is considered more important than Christmas Day itself.
Dinner. Tilapia, Fried Sol, Grouper, Herring in oil, Herring soaked twice and fried in oil, cold cod, and steel head trout. Cabbage, pierogi with cheese, pierogi with mushroom and sauerkraut, carrots and peas, potatoes, salad, plum soup, with bread and butter to start. 15. Odd numbers.
But first, Opłatek.
To share, to forgive, to hope, to give. Your 15 seconds. To say what you wanted to say. This is one of those times.
The camera was dropped for a bit here.
Dinner now..
After dinner = presents!
What a great, great picture.
Mom and Donna.
More candles.
Anna made Christmas smores.
Spurred a 20 minute conversation on skiing.
Spurred a 20 minute conversation on eggs, if you know what I mean ;)
My own.
As of December 4th 2009, Mom is a vegetarian.
The tradition of wearing whatever you get right away.
Donna took these...
Pictionary downstairs. (road+block). Donna was the star tonight.
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