As the breakfast was effectively free and in order to show my appreciation to the people working this Christmas morning, I broke into my fund of $2 bills (which I keep for tips and annoyingly forgot to take with me on the Loscon-SMOFCon-Tonopah trip) to leave a $10 tip on a $12 breakfast.
Then it was time to walk home and start digging through the pile of mail that accumulated while we were gone. I had made an earlier quick pass right after we returned home to check for anything urgent, but there was a lot of mail left, nearly all of it worthless. However, I did manage to get a little bit of value of some of it.
I sorted the burnable (plain paper, not coated) from non-burnable stuff, set aside the things that had to be shredded, threw out the non-burnable trash, and tossed the remainder into the fireplace, along with the (sadly) no-longer-needed provider directory for my late sister's healthcare program. This burned for nearly an hour, which means it wasn't a total waste.
Lisa is roasting a duck with honey glaze again, which suits me just fine. When she went to check on it (one of the few times we use the large oven in the kitchen), I took a picture of it.
The kitchen and living room are now permeated with the aroma of roasting duck.
In a couple of hours we will have our traditional dinner of duck, stuffing, corn, and pumpkin pie.