Christmas morning breakfast was special. For as long as I can remember we had Merk’s Coffee Cake, a recipe Mother found in one of the Los Angeles newspapers. It was made in an angel food cake pan; then later in a Bundt pan. Dad cooked the bacon and scrambled eggs.
My grandparents would come for breakfast. We children (all 5 of us) would open our stockings before breakfast and our one gift from Santa. The rest of the gifts were opened after breakfast, after everyone went to the bathroom and after the adults had a fresh cup of coffee.
Dinner was sometimes turkey and sometimes a roast. We would also have dressing, potatoes gravy (my Grandmother always made the gravy), a vegetable, a green salad, and dinner rolls. (Do you remember those soft, white ones you got from the store? And then browned in the oven? Well, those.)
Pies would be served later. Usually they were homemade, but later Mother would buy they frozen and then bake them.
