The neighborhood is hard at work preparing for tomorrow night's big feast. Around here, Christmas Eve is the second-biggest night of the year (second only to St. Anthony's Feast).
The turkey is primed, the quail is stuffed, the lamb is braised, the ham is plumped, the fish is marinating, the vegetables are stewing. Lines of people grace the streets waiting for their favorite coffee beans, candy for the kids, pastries for the adults, and mistletoe to hang at the door.
Most people are friendly and step out of line to help the older patrons pass by on the icing sidewalks. Some younger kids still don't appreciate the older generation. It doesn't ruin the mood. Neighbors wave and wish one another a merry Christmas. Hands are extended for good greetings and warm wishes. Smiles are everywhere, mainly among the wrinkled faces of the grandparents who wait anxiously for their families to dine together around the dinner table - a common tradition that sometimes gets lost throughout the year, but always finds it way back at Christmas.
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