A wise matron’s advice and guidance on how to survive the five day season of Saturnalia with domestic joy and harmony…
Tempting though it may be to show off your cosmopolitanism and the dexterity of your cook, this is not the occasion for fancy. What needs to be available is a groaning buffet of carbohydrates to mop up the industrial quantities of mead/ale/punch your guests will ingest.
Put away the best Samian Ware plates and dishes and get something disposable.
And please do close your eyes when mother in law falls face first in the salad with one boob falling out or that image will be burned onto your retinas for the rest of your life.