- Clement Moore
Every family that celebrates Christmas has some sort of tradition, I'm sure. In my family, that involves going to the candlelight service at church, followed by a Christmas dinner of oyster stew, then the opening of gifts with a hot mug of cranberry tea in hand. This year was no exception. The only thing that's changed over time is who makes the stew - a job that's fallen to my grandpa, brother and I as my grandma is in a nursing home.
The recipe, like many of my grandparents', is simple and less a matter of exact measurements than taste. I kind of like that approach to cooking; it allows for variations based on what (and who) is in the kitchen. The only constant is good food on the table and a happy family.
