Christmas At Kenzie's

Kenzie and Drew hosted Christmas at their place. The grandkids were back in North Port, and Brendan and Rachel had to work, so it was a smaller crowd. Drew fixed steaks on the grill and we watched Jean Shepard's A Christmas Story (they played this thing around the clock for 24 hours!!??) and I still don't understand why it is a must-see for many people.
Anyway the food was great: peanut clusters, rice krispie treats, steak (perfectly done), baked potato, oysters au gratin, and vegetable platter (for those who like that stuff).

Great steaks.

Bishop wanted to be close to the action.

After Christmas at Kenzie's, Nancy and I went to the beach for a traditional stroll.

The Thunderbird motel is a landmark along Gulf street and the bright neon signage is pure 50's.

Its been really quite chilly and windy down here for the past week or so. No exception on Christmas night. The surf was angry, and the cold kept others away. Last year there were many strollers and while the surf was heavy last year it was relatively warm. After a brief traditional stroll back in the warm car and home, capping a week of family, food and fun.

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