Christmas Fruits

At Christmas Dinner, you hear a lot of stuff like, “pass the gravy” or “Pass the yams”. At our Christmas table all you hear is “Pass the Fruit”. We eat our Christmas dinner with quiet determination and then we all move on to our beautiful Christmas fruit.

I don’t know who invented Christmas gift baskets or Christmas fruit baskets but the guy/girl was a genius. I personally think they deserve to go to heaven. They’ll have the people who invented chocolaty stuff to keep them company. My family sends out these really great Christmas gift baskets as Christmas gifts. They’re fruit and covered in chocolate. People absolutely love them and they often reply in kind. They send us similar Christmas holiday gifts. So at our dinner table, we enjoy our wonder Christmas spread, the really great chicken that mom makes and the mashed potatoes and that think savory gravy. But the minute we’re done, all we can think about is the fruit covered in chocolate.

We all personally think the fruit is begging us to eat it. Unfortunately since we all love the fruit so much, instead of passing the fruit when someone asks, we say, “Get it yourself!” As far as the fruit is concerned it’s every man/woman/ child for himself/herself. Grandma used to think it was silly. She would point out vehemently that we were arguing over fruit. My brother would point out we were actually arguing over chocolate covered fruit. But we only needed Gran to try it once; she crossed over to the fruit side immediately. She now joins in and says, “Pass the Fruit”. Gran is old and she has a walking stick. If we say “Get it yourself” to her, she pokes us with it. Since she’s old and we love her, we pass the fruit.