In years past in Alaska we had the biggest hovel so all holiday meals were done by us. Lots of fun.
Last year I drove 500 miles, one kid had to work, his grilf went to her parents. The other kid who had sponged unmercifully for the month before grabbed the gran and ran off to assholes family. The youngest mooning over her latest was in the wind.

This year, whoever shows up down here gets to hit the buffet with us or go to McDonald's.

Of course If I went back to Anchorage I could fill the table again with extended family. Hmmm worth a thought.