Christmas Pudding
Growing up my family often found ourselves for Christmas in rural NSW with my Mum's side of the family on farms. I guess originally it was my grandma who would make the pudding, but my memory is mostly of my aunt, Mum's older sister, who did the honours each year. They lived on a farm; my family were elsewhere in the state - so mostly we would stay at the farm, typically arriving a day or two before Christmas Day itself.
Upon arriving we could check out ... The Pudding! Wrapped in brightly coloured materiel, I can recall a green and red theme at least once, it would be found hanging up high (that's a hint people). I recall being able to smell it too - there would have been no booze in it then as the family were Methodist in background, but it would still smell great. A solid lump in a roughly rounded shape, hanging out of my reach 
On Christmas Day - after the presents and stuff were sorted out, and after the cousins and others had all arrived, it would be time to prepare for lunch. The Pudding would be brought down and put on a stove to heat up. And then after the biggest amount of food you'll ever see - more than enough to solve African hunger - out would come a series of sweet delights: ice cream, pavlova, trifle, tarts, fruit salad, cream ... and the Pudding. Steaming away nicely - yes, it would be 40°C or higher, no airconditioning in those days ... and we'd be salivating at the thought of a second hot course. But it was Pudding, and there is always space in the extended stomachs for pudding.
Always a big slice for me. I learned early that the bigger the slice, the more chance of coins. Silver pre-decimal Australian coins. Can't use modern day currency, but the old silver coins are perfect. I was born after they were phased out, but I knew the difference between a threepence and a sixpense - or the rare shilling. They were turned into real money after lunch - the silver coins would go back for use again next year.
Now all grown up (
) it is my honour each year to steam a pudding for my family. I have my own coins for it too - not the ones my aunt used, they will be handed down to her daughter one day, I have my own. I have a mix of coins - a couple shillings and a florin even, as well as a few smaller value ones - threepences and sixpences. Like this cache, I look for the way two different types come together.
Gotta love a Christmas Pudding.