When I was a girl, we always got a banana, an orange or tangerine, and a walnut in our stockings on Christmas morning. For all the years of my childhood, this was my traditional Christmas breakfast.
Later, after presents, there was a giant Christmas dinner with all the family, but that banana always got my through to early afternoon.
Next week, on New Year's day, I'll tell you how to make a New Year breakfast of cinnamon rolls, but until then, I expect you're all opening presents, so I'll leave you to it and go crack my walnut.
Merry Christmas to all.