Pulling out older pictures

I have no exciting current stories for you. Instead, here’s another picture from Christmas: a shot of the plum pudding. Out of tradition (but not, evidently, out of a dedication to accuracy), our family sings about figgy pudding when it comes out of the kitchen. It contains no plums. Nor does it contain figs. One of the grossest ingredients is generally suet, although Mom cheated this year. She also cheated with the hard sauce. She did not, however, cheat with the rum. And we never cheat with the wine: