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¡Feliz Navidad! More Christmas traditions from Spain
Being a good little Spanish kid, he's written out his letter to the Three Kings about what he wants: The Lego Tech crane, a parking garage for his cars, "everything about Real Madrid" (the city football team), and "La Casa de los Gormitis". The Gormitis don't seem to have made it across the Atlantic but they're the big thing for European boys right now. It's a cartoon where children have a secret base under their parents' house and turn into monsters to fight the bad monsters in the fantasy world of the Gormitis. Yeah, it hits all the buttons.
Of course the Three Kings came to visit his school, but my son wasn't fooled. He immediately recognized that the African king Baltasar was played by his English teacher, a black guy from London. Reminds me of that Jesse James story I wrote about earlier today. Since the Kings don't show up at our home to put gifts in our shoes until January 6, we still haven't done our shopping. It always feels like the Spanish Christmas gives you more time to shop, even though it's still exactly a year between gift-giving.
The season is in full swing, however. Everyone has been buying tickets for El Gordo, the national lottery. Personally I think gambling is a stupid waste of money, but I'll be checking out the numbers this year because my optometrist gave me two tickets! This is a common way for businesses to reward regular customers.
This week my family set up two Bethlehem scenes. My mother-in-law has an old one of lead figures that goes on a side table in the dining room. It has the Kings, buildings, stream, bridge, the manger, and lots of villagers. Over it all Herod looks down from his castle with a rather grumpy expression. This diorama is far bigger and more elaborate than the diminutive Christmas tree we put in the hall. We also have a Playmobil Bethlehem scene (called Los Clicks in Spanish) that my son sets up in his room.
Last night we chowed down on lombarda (red cabbage with pine nuts), langostinos (king prawns), and heaps of nuts, candies, polvorones, and turrón. Polvorón is my favorite. These are crumbly little shortbreads made with flour, nuts, sugar, and milk. Like with Oreos, there's more than one way to eat them. Some people just bite down and let the whole thing crumble in a tasty, dusty mess. Others squeeze them into a compact bit of tidy sweetness. I'm more of a crumbler than a squeezer. Turrón is an Arabic confection made of almonds, sugar, honey, and egg white. Other ingredients such as chocolate are added to create an endless variety of flavors.
Just before dinner we heard King Juan Carlos I's annual Christmas Eve speech. Keeping with tradition, my family completely ignored him, even though they made sure the TV was on. I watched it more for the sake of this article than to actually hear what he had to say. Sitting in his palace with a Nativity scene to one side and a photo of Spain's victorious football team to the other, El Rey talked about the economic crisis, the threat of terrorism, and the drug problem. Pretty much the same issues as last year. There was also a Christmas message from Spanish soldiers serving in overseas operations such as the Indian Ocean, Antarctica, Lebanon, and Afghanistan.
Got to run. Soon my 99 year-old neighbor will show up. She's become my son's de facto great-grandmother. It's nice to see someone born in 1911 interacting with someone born in 2005. Meanwhile, my mother-in-law is cooking up a giant Christmas lunch. Yeah, I lucked out in the mother-in-law department.
Do you have any special Christmas traditions? Share them with us in the comments section!