Have just arisen from Christmas dinner table. Stuffed, and sublime. I couldn’t eat all of the prime rib slice, only half; placed it back on the platter with the other portion for later. Divine potatoes au gratin; tasted better today than yesterday after sitting a day; the jus was perfect; sprouts buttery and seasoned; mushrooms in wine perfection. Okay, I dined on this watching Aliastair Sims in, “Scrooge,” aka, “A Christmas Carol,” still like the one with Reginald Owen best. Going to sip some Christmas cheer now, so stuffed in such a good way. Merry Christmas, and Bon Appetit! Probably a nap in the not too distant future.