We have the Italian feast of the Seven Fishes on Christmas Eve and at my daughter’s house on Christmas Day we have an English dinner of Roast Beef, Yorkshire pudding, and mashed potatoes. We buy “crackers” from World Market, put our paper crowns on, and read out loud those horrendous jokes that are inside and laugh until we almost fall out of our chairs. We celebrate the Polish side of the family at Easter so no one is left out.
We have something like that too. Kind of.