Hello! I know it's early to be thinking too much about the holidays but it is driving me crazy and I've been lurking on here and thought I'd vent a little :) I just got married and have been trying to set plans for our holidays this year. I grew up going to the most amazing family parties with tons of good food, games, drinks, conversation, etc. In high school we moved pretty far away from our extended family so they weren't as often but we still would go back every few years. I grew up with a love for food and entertaining and I'm even working on turning it into a business. My husband is not picky at all but oh my gosh his family is another story! His mom and grandma do not cook, when they eat out they all (his parents, two brothers, one of their wives) eat in silence and eat FAST, rolling their eyes if we are not done because they are ready to go. There is no enjoyment in company or conversation. For holidays it has been either eating out at a southern diner or a "homecooked" meal of everything in a box! It makes me almost cry! Last year I cooked Thanksgiving dinner the day after because they couldn't miss their reservation at said diner, which I'm positive was all the same boxed food they usually have. They liked my meal enough, but they said it was too "different" aka real :). My parents are visiting my sister at school this year and the rest of my side is all over the place, so it looks like we will be with his side this year again. Christmas might be a different story, but I am really stressed right now. I don't want to cook for people who don't share the same tastes, and are all ready to rush out the door when they're done, so I won't offer this year! But I do like to visit because I value family and their differences. I guess I'm just a little sad that they are not interested in food and I have this strong desire to host all the dinner parties I have in my mind as a new wife! As for friends we just moved somewhere new so that isn't an option. We're also still in a tiny apartment which doesn't exactly set the mood nor have the space. Does anyone relate or have a good story about a holiday cooking disaster like this to share? Thanks!