A place is always set on Sviata Vechera (Holy Supper) for our ancestors, loved ones, and friends who can't be - or aren't - with us.
Shown in this picture: apple cider (the alcoholic kind), water, homemade egg nog (YOU JUST CAN'T BUY IT HERE IN SCOTLAND!), a piece of kolach (ancestor bread), and a piece of whole wheat ciabatta (I didn't actually bake this).
Sitting on the plate is a veritable Ukrainian feast of kutia (a whole wheat "cereal" sweetened with honey and served with poppy seeds, nuts, and cream), stuffed marrow (a large zucchini stuffed with a spiced tomato lamb mixture and topped off with a Parmesan cheese sauce), holubsti (cabbage leaves stuffed with bacon, beef, pork and rice and baked in tomato juice), potato pancakes, pyrohy (sort've like a dumpling / ravioli - a pasta-like dough filled with creamy mashed potatoes and smoked pancetta and then boiled and fried in butter), semolina bake, Cointreu cranberries with pomegranate (that's, uh, not entirely traditional), sour cream, kapusta (sauerkraut with four different types of smoked pork), creamed mushrooms, and homemade turkey marsala gravy.
Everything melted together to form one gigantic, peasant-y, orgasmic feast.