Howie, sounds wonderful!
We dined with the same five couples we've shared Xmas Eve with for four or five years now. Al insists on doing ALL the cooking--a bastardized version of the Italian-Catholic feast (meat's allowed in the pasta dishes, IOW)--and he outdid himself as usual. Then I woke up with a migraine Christmas morning, which caused us to postpone gift-opening until late afternoon and the baked him dinner indefinitely (did not want to smell meat cooking) in favor of cold marinated brussels sprouts for a salad course followed by blanched rapini and butter potatoes oven-roasted, then broken and reroasted with butter until crispy and THEN topped with shaved fresh white truffles. With that, a '98 Haut Bailly. Perfect wine choice.