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This post is number 2 in a series of 24 for the 2011 Advent Calendar of  Christmas Memories.
On the 23rd Day of  Christmas,
My Angel Linda gives to  me
Turkey, mashed potatoes, and  peas.
1) Did your family have  any traditional dishes for the holidays?
Our Christmas dinner  (sometimes on Christmas Eve, sometimes on Christmas Day) in San Diego was always  turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, peas, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie and mince  pie. I doubt that I had anything else when I was a child and young adult, at  least at my parents or grandparents homes.
After I was married and we  visited San Francisco, Linda's parents had one more item - creamed onions (but I  didn't like them).
When my family has Christmas dinner now (us,  our kids  and grandkids), we have - guess what - turkey, mashed potatoes, peas, dressing,  cranberry sauce, and pumpkin pie. It rarely changes!
2) Was there one dish that you thought was  unusual?
For me, it was the creamed onions in San  Francisco.
3) Not on Thomas's question list, but  ... I just have to share it, because it was associated so closely with the  dinner.
The absolute highlight of the Christmas dinner was the  family competition that followed the meal, but before the dessert. The game was  "toss the pea into the glass." In the beginning, it was just my dad and the  three boys. There were always leftover peas, so one of us would commandeer the  pea bowl and pass peas to the other contestants. Then we would spread out around  the table and set up our water glass at equal distances from each  other.
The game was to see who could toss the most peas in the water  glass opposite them. Of course, the misses weren't contained on top of the  table. And the misses were greeted by howls of laughter and derision. Those who  put their pea in the glass, shouted out the number of peas they had made so  far.
My mother, my wife and the other adult females would withdraw and  not watch, but often commented about "boys being boys." My mother really didn't  like this game, and I think she intentionally made fewer peas each  year.
To try to assuage her anger and keep family peace, the game has  devolved to throwing wadded up paper napkins into the glass or cup. My  competitive daughters, and now my son-in-law (and I'm sure it won't be long  before the grandchildren) all participate in the Betty Seaver Memorial Pea Toss  - but using napkins in deference to her wishes.
This post was originally  published on 3 December 2007 (edited since).
That was pretty clever of her to cook fewer peas. I hope you guys cleaned up all the peas on the floor etc. and didn't leave them for the women.
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