Renaissance Dad: Christmas Reflections

Renaissance Dad: Christmas Reflections

I’ll wake up this Christmas Eve morning, as I do every year, thinking about my Mom.

It’s been 28 years since our last Christmas together.

Mom loved Christmas. Even though there was never much money, there was always a tree covered with gaudy old bulbs, big red and green lights that we’d had forever.

The old box record-player would be cranking out scratchy renditions of Elvis, Bing, Dean, Sinatra, and Mitch Miller, and the apartment would be filled with what would eventually be a monumentally dry turkey (sorry, Mom), but also the best sage and onion stuffing the world has ever known.

Mingled with the smell of fir tree, and the ever-present aroma of Folgers coffee, it smelled like. . . Christmas.

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Perry P. Perkins is a third-generation chef, award-winning writer, and culinary instructor. He lives with his family in Longview, and operates the MY KITCHEN Outreach Program, for at-risk and under-served youth. His writing has appeared in numerous publications, including sixteen “Chicken Soup for the Soul” anthologies. He is also a reoccurring guest-chef on AM Northwest. More of Perry’s work can be found on Amazon at, and his cooking blog at

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