Wiesbaden, West Germany. Christmas 1963.
That year my folks decided to host Christmas dinner for a few folks with ‘no place to go.’ I think Ann and Mary, friends of Mom’s, might have been there that year.
Mom really put a lot of work into that dinner. Then she began to work on the egg nog. She had heard that Southern Comfort made “a nice addition.” However, she didn’t have any idea how much to add – so she decided to add a bit, then taste it. Then add more egg nog, and taste is. More Southern Comfort, then sample it. You get the idea… By the time she had the egg nog “just right,” she was “toast!” Mom looked like she had been run over by a reindeer!
Don’t remember much about the dinner that year, but Mom was a riot! It was, a Merry Christmas!