Our neighborhood, well, our street has an annual Christmas concert that we started last year at our house. We had such a turnout last year that we had to move it to my neighbor's house because his house is bigger. This tradition is unique, rare, and wonderful. The children on Trafalgar Street get together everyday for a week to practice, practice, practice: violins, cellos, piano, and flute. They all prepared solos and then worked together on two pieces. Then we invited the whole street, everyone brought treats, cider, and punch; the children performed, and we sang two Christmas carols as a group. It was so old-school, so 50's, so community, the way Christmas ought to be, right? The joy and love and cheer, minus all the materialism.
I think next year I'll suggest readings from Luke 2, I don't know why I didn't think of it this year! One year at a time, I guess.