Oh my goodness. Every year, a few weeks before Christmas, my brother Earl hosts a family get-together to celebrate the season and reconnect before we all dig deep into our winter hibernation. We’ve been doing this for decades, from when my children were pre-teens (they’re in their 40s now) and before all of the nephews and nieces and grandchildren were born. We tried the Kwaanza thing for a while but it just didn’t catch on. This is a Christmas celebration, pure and simple and traditional. The table always groans with great food and there’s plenty of beverages and desserts served against the backdrop of jazzy Christmas music. We tend to be joyful, which in our family means raucous. In the early days, there were…

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