Home for the Hollandaise!
To the turkey that’s golden, the ham that’s glazed,
And of course, that rich, velvety hollandaise.
(Who knew eggs and butter could bring such delight?)
To Christmas dinner—a feast worth the wait,
Where seconds aren’t optional, they’re just fate.
Pass the gravy, the rolls, and don’t forget pie,
Because calories don’t count until January, I’m told.
To family, the heart of this holiday cheer,
Through laughter, stories, and all we hold dear,
May this table remind us of what truly matters,
Even if the gravy boat tips and splatters.
Here’s to being together, both near and far,
For whether we’re at the table or under a star,
Home isn’t just where the hollandaise flows—
It’s wherever this love and laughter goes.
So raise your glass and give three cheers,
To Christmas dinner and to all of us here!
What a perfect place to be.
To celebrate family and guests of honor:
With our Zac and sweet, sweet Debbie
Merry Christmas, Merry Christmas!
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