This afternoon I ran a bunch of errands to about six different places. It took quite a while. Meanwhile, "J" was busy at home.

In early evening, J and I and "T" migrated to my parents' place in Bellevue for our idiosyncratic family tradition Christmas Eve dinner: beef in oil fondue, with some good side dishes. My brother and sister-in-law were also there.

The meal was delicious. But before all the food was eaten, and the smoke alarm went off in their unit from the smoke fromthe fondue kettles. Fortunately it didn't get so bad that the alarms turned into a general alert for the whole building. Still, it disrupted the mood of the meal and we adjourned a bit early. But the food was delicious and the company nice.