@firefly,
There I agree.
Funny about memories - I and my cousins had a rich uncle who nicely invited the lesser families to a lovely christmas for a few years when we still lived close enough and people were getting along. Older and wiser now, I don't think of him as a bad guy, just part of a then largish irish american brood with many (many many) resentments among them.
I remember the tree in the great room, the billiard room, the den with the burgundy leather club chairs, the ribbon candy. Oh, and the dog and the pool. Anyway, of all those, what really sticks are those great chairs.
Odd for me, as even back then I was attentive to food, is that I don't remember the christmas meal at all, though there must have been a buffet. Maybe I was starting to notice 'decor'.