In entirely stereotypical New York Jew fashion, Christmas has always been a day when I could watch movies all day, and eat Chinese food for every meal.
I had friends with “hannukah bushes”, and other Christmas-facimilies that their families would play out to make them feel included in the holidays celebrated by all our gentile friends, but my parents had none of that - but, nevertheless they understood Christmas was always going to be a lonely day for me as a kid - a day when all of my friends were going to be otherwise occupied, every restaurant (except for the Chinese food places) and store was closed, and a day that everyone else was celebrating an important holiday that I was excluded from.
So I got to watch movies all day. I wasn’t allowed to watch much TV growing up, and renting movies was a special occasion, so spending an entire day watching whatever movies (subject to parental approval) I wanted was quite a treat.
As I got older, it became a joke and cliche with my friends - when my gentile friends were unable to return to their families for Christmas, due to work or distance or whatever, they would join me for Jew Christmas - dinner at a nice Chinese restaurant in Manhattan, followed by a showing of a movie at a nearby movie theater.
Me and my wife just returned home after spending a few days in New York visiting our families. We went to my dad’s hannukah party, saw my 101-year old grandfather, ate barbecue with her dad and (she) got pedicures with her mom. She’s a nurse, and has to work tonight, so we came back home to the DMV on Monday. She was raised Catholic, but neither of us are religious people, and she took the Christmas shift to both give her colleagues the night off, and for the time-and-a-half pay differential.
Last night I cooked her the Christmas Eve dinner of her childhood - she’s Ecuadorian/Puerto Rican and Christmas Eve has always been the party day - I got recipies from her mom, and cooked lentils and skirt steak, and a couple bottles of red wine.
I think I understand Christmas a little better now, as a adult, than I did as a child. The religious aspects aside, it’s a day to put everything else on pause and celebrate the things you have - family and friends, good food and even just lots of movies.
Merry Christmas, everyone.