My Favorite Party
Rebecca Sicree on Christmas Pizzas, Hospitality & the Best Gift of All
When my son Tom was sixteen, I asked him which of our Christmas traditions he would keep for his own family. He thought for a minute, then answered, "Opening one present on Christmas Eve."
"But we don't do that!" I protested.
"Yeah, but I wish we would."
"Isn't there anything we actually do that you would keep?"
He didn't hesitate. "Pizza on Christmas Eve," he replied.
I never planned on pizza. When I was growing up, my mother always prepared a beautiful roast beef dinn . . .