Every Christmas Eve since I was a little girl, we go to my father's house for oyster stew. My father cooks like I do (or I guess you could say that I cook like him), so the recipe changes slightly from year to year. But it is always spectacular! We also always have Aunt Debbe's cheese grits and Aunt Stephanie's spiced apples among many other wonderful eats to enjoy!
Papa & Jill's house
Looking in on the festivities.
Papa and his prize winning pig!
Quichés a plenty... recipes to follow.
Oyster stew... ohh... ahhh...
Cheese grits and baked apples!
Another close up of the baked country ham.
Me and my memaw.
another view from the outside looking in.
