Every Christmas Eve my Grandmother used to cook a traditional Lithuanian dinner called Kuchos. The only meat was fish and there were about 12 courses, one for each apostle I believe. The number of courses is usually scaled back a little from the ideal but always the same dishes are cooked. My mother has continued the tradition. The meal begins with a communion wafer. Each person takes a piece and then in turn takes a little piece from everyone else. We then all eat our own pile of communal wafers. At this point the meal begins. Last night we had:

Corn soup with jalapeno pepper.

Radicchio and endive salad with a balsamic vinaigrette. The difference between this and last night was that the dressing was as thick as molasses. I'm not sure what was going on there.

Mushroom ravioli with a butter and chive sauce.

Scallops with a ginger cream sauce.

Sesame biscuts with poppyseed milk.

Cranberry pudding with butter cookies. My aunt had made each of us an individual cookie and mine was so cute, a squirrel with my name on it!