Christmas Morning Casserole

Good morning everyone, Merry Christmas

You look ridiculous. I look fantastic. Here I am in an elegant smoking jacket

Continue cooking my breakfast. Where's the eggnog with the bourbon in it

Be careful I don't get no grease on my smoking jacket. Giddy up with my casserole, mama

Boring. Everybody is so regal and sovereign. Yay

Good morning, y'all. Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. You know, this should be Christmas Eve, not Christmas morning

because this is what I make on Christmas Eve and put it in the refrigerator to pull it out

and bake it on Christmas morning. So let's pretend like it's Christmas Eve

Y'all want to? And we are going to make our breakfast casserole

for Christmas morning. We're going to start with about a pound of ground sausage

You want me to brown that off? Yes. So you can do this, son, and take you a couple of sage leaves

chop them up and saute them along with your sausage. Mother, the smell of your breakfast casserole

The smell of your breakfast casserole has arisen me from my slumber so early this Christmas morning

I'm starving. We decided that we was gonna pretend this was Christmas Eve

Then I'm up extra early. Hello, everyone. Well, now... This is Robert Earle

Merry Christmas. Now I have no room to cook to get to my stove

I got news for you. Once I walked in the room, nobody had any room to do anything

You're looking so dapper. Thank you, Mother. And handsome. Thank you. All right, now

This is my Christmas gift to you. And to you and you and you and you

Thank you so much, son. Continue cooking my breakfast. All right. If I could get you to butter this bread, son

and then we're gonna cube it up. Okay. And we gonna put it in our casserole dish You look ridiculous Coming from you I appreciate that Are you kidding

I look fantastic. Where are your pajamas like this at Mama Ball

Don't have no idea. I expect I threw them away the moment I got in the privacy of my own home

You know. Because I am smarter than you, because here you are in your onesies

And here I am in an elegant smoking jacket. I'm going to put in a half a teaspoon of dry mustard

a half a teaspoon of cayenne, some salt, some pepper. I'm going to beat up my eggs

because this is our custard that we're going to pour over that beautiful buttered bread

And we're going to add three cups of milk. You can use half and half or milk

I remember a time when this was the completion of this recipe

There it was. I remember a time when there was no casserole

It was pretty much just this. All right, Robert. We're going to cut it. We're putting it into our casserole dish

I think those might be bigger pieces than maybe we anticipated, but we'll do it like this

I eat my brother messed it up. All right. I think that's done enough

The sausage, too? Yes. We don't want to overcook it because we want some of that fat to be left in that sausage

so it can cook into our bread. Be careful I don't get no grease on my smoking jacket

That thing would catch on fire so fast? It would be a flame. Where's the eggnog with the bourbon in it

That's what you need is your bourbon eggnog. Now, we've got a white cheddar and a yellow cheddar

And you can put however much you want. Let's put a little bit more. Okay

I'm going to kind of do it like that. All right. Eggs. It's almost Christmas morning

Merry Christmas. Wrapped up with a little buck. Your brother is the funniest, one of the funniest men I've ever met

All it takes is a fake mustache and a smoking jacket Oh I wish I had them Or a bad wig and a Goodwill sport coat I wish we were playing a game This would No I been playing games my whole life

So we would cover that, y'all. Ask any of my ex-girlfriends. Ooh, oh, yeah, yeah

Might be Christmas, but y'all ain't angels. We're all adults. Robert Earl

I don't know. Robert Earl. Which is not that funny, because it really is my real name

Robert Earl. Robert Earl the third. Robert Earl the third. The third

So we would... Whitty up with my casserole, mama. So we would wrap this in a plastic wrap

You know your son's hungry. We would put it in the refrigerator, and in the morning

we would put it into a preheated 350-degree oven, and we would bake it for about 35 or 45 minutes

Until it was done. Like him. So now it's Christmas morning

You want to make another entrance? Good morning, everyone. Merry Christmas. Mother, the smell of your breakfast casserole

has driven me from my slumber so early. Before even Kris Kringle has had a chance

to make his entrance and leave my gifts under the fear. Well, I'll have your breakfast

Under the pine. I think I shall go eat my breakfast casserole

under the tree next to my gifts. Yes, yes. I'm sorry I don't have your easy chair, Robert

That's okay. Would you boys like for your mother to join you

Have a seat, Mama. How do you like yours, James

it's delicious mother this is so hot with cayenne I know you should be wearing a onesie So tell me what do y remember about Christmas

when you were little boys? From which apartment? We only moved 23 times

Here's what I remember. We didn't have much, but you and Daddy always made sure

that Jamie and I had a great Christmas. I look back on it and wonder how y'all did it really more often than not. Yes

What is your favorite memory? It should probably come easier than that, shouldn't it

It should. Really searching for that Christmas memory. You shouldn't have to think so much

But I think for me, once Jack was born, like being a dad at Christmas is better than being a kid at Christmas

Of course. It always is, son. We have matching onesies. You know what I remember from Christmas that was really awesome

I mean, I didn't know it. I figured it out later. But Dad going up on the roof and walking around

and making sure that we heard Santa Claus coming and we always got up at..

That wasn't your dad. That was your dad. No, it wasn't your daddy

It was Rudolph. Why don't we get up and share this wonderful..

Why are we all talking like we in an episode of Gone with the Wind? These drapes, I want to put them on

and swear to the heavens above. Y'all want to taste the breakfast casserole

All right. I was in the middle of my line. I was in the middle of my line, son

I want to put on these drapes and walk out of here, and as God is my witness

Scarlett will never be hungry again. Yeah. All right, now, who's gonna help stall this up? Yeah

No one. I am stuck down here, Gordon. Well, I'm too busy eating your casserole

Thank you, Dan. One, two, three. Three. Thank you