Phil’s family knows how to party, and Christmas Eve is their Super Bowl: great-grandchildren banging on the piano, thirty-three people sitting shoulder to shoulder around the dining room table or huddled in the kitchen, kids required to sing a carol for their presents, stories being told an...
Talking of machoness, I walk into the kitchen to find dirty dishes filling the sink and my two eldest brothers sitting at the table with their feet up. Josh, the very eldest of my brothers at nineteen, is slurping down some cereal, his dark brown hair disheveled and bags under his matc...