Christmas dinner was a success, and the carving stations were a big hit. We fired up the BBQ outside, and Fernando served the medium rare prime rib. A few slices on the grill were cooked longer for those Marines who wanted a well-done cut of meat.
Sumo and I took turns carving the boneless hams. We scored the outer fat cover diagonally and poked whole cloves into the crossings. They were basted with a honey and maple syrup glaze during the heating process.
Bambino asked permission to eat dinner with a friend from from his platoon so I filled his spot on the serving line. The two sat together, and I couldn’t help thinking how young they looked . . . they were just boys, celebrating Christmas away from home.
All of us were exhausted after dinner, and I told Reb to sleep in until 2100. He was worried about the snacks for the guards on duty so I told him, “I’ll take care of it.” We were supposed to make 20 snack portions every night so I cut six fruitcakes into quarters and re-wrapped them in the foil covering. No one complained.