Thursday, December 24, 2009

Beef on Weck and Potato Candy

Every Christmas Eve for the past 25 years or so, health and weather permitting, I make the trek to the Malcombs in Gasport for Beef on Weck and Potato Candy. I look forward to it every year.

Usually I sit in the living room and socialize with those sitting in there. It occurred to me this year that I was missing a whole bunch of stuff going on in the kitchen - constant laughter, and no matter how much we ate, the pot of beef on the stove stays full.

I laugh so much here. They have adopted me as their own, and they have no idea how much that means to me. I hope someday my brother can meet them. They'll adopt him, too.

'Uncle' Wayne and his daughter, Ashley


Getting teased by Uncle Wayne