I remember 2 things. We went to my aunt's on Christmas Eve and always drove by a white church with a steeple high on a hiil. It was Christmas Card pretty. Oh yeah, my aunt's spritz. Yum!
When I was a teenager, after the midnight candlelight service, my group of friends and I always drove to a ritzy neighborhood to see all the Christmas lights. This was years ago when few houses were decorated. We were impressed.