Slowly waking up on Christmas morning, the realization of what day it was took some reinforcing as I sluggishly gained consciousness. It was a round 9am and I did not want to get out of bed due to the fact that in two hours I had to be at work. Needless to say it was a very nontraditional Christmas for me but in my case working was actually better than sticking around the house with absolutely nothing to do. Whatever Christmas celebration I was going to have had to wait until work was over.
The restaurant was strikingly empty for the first few hours of the day but as mid afternoon came around the place got packed. Everyone exchanged 'Merry Christmas' and I actually received the only physical gift of the Christmas season. It was a little jar of Nutella. It is basically a creamy chocolate spread about the consistency of peanut butter. Upon hearing that I had never tried this much-loved spread a French girl (Marine) decided that I simply must try it. So, a jar of Nutella was my Christmas gift and I must say that it was very good.
Later on I met up with some blokes from work (Oscar and Andy) and had a feast of massive proportions. It was actually more of miniature proportions but it was exactly what the doctor ordered. Finger foods and such covered the coffee table in the living room of their 3rd floor apartment in St. Kilda; brie, humus, vegies, crackers, smoked salmon, prosciutto, sausages, stuffed capsicum, olives, caviar..... And while I was hesitant to try the caviar I actually kinda liked it. It tastes pretty much like tuna.
With plenty of food and drink I winded down the evening with a call to the fam at around 4am making it 2pm back in Boston. Overall it was a good Christmas and I enjoyed spending it here in Australia. I did kinda miss the snow though.
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