Christmas Dinner

The tables were set.


The vegetables were simmering.


And then mom started cranking out the potatocakes! (Mom is a little mortified that she's on my blog wearing an Eagles sweatshirt. Mom was nicely dressed when she arrived, but we gave her a sweatshirt to wear when she got cold.) I wish we'd kept track of how many potatocakes she cooked. I think I ate about a dozen, and my nephew wasn't far behind.

Christmas dinner is served.