The nearest.
--Henry David Thoreau, when asked at table which dish he preferred.
This could have been my response to any one of the dishes David created for both our Christmas Eve supper and our Christmas dinner. Starting with a couple of gallons of cioppino, containing over 5 pounds of fish and shellfish and three-quarters of a pound of butter, baguettes and a crisp green salad, we moved on, through a 24-hour period, to roast chicken stuffed with mushrooms, home-grown broccali with anchovies (a curious recipe from Italy that proved to be a real keeper), Turnips Anna and savory bread stuffing, all washed down with much wine and followed up with port, just for good measure, and spiced with the relish of good conversation. How blessed we are, to sit down in peace to such abundance! It is my sincere wish that each of you enjoyed the delights of food and drink and conviviality, this Christmas, and that this joy lights the way toward the happiest of New Years.
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