Old memories: Growing up, my grandparents always cooked the dinner, whether at their house or ours. Long, long hours spent waiting for the bird to be done. Homemade stuffing, stuffed inside the bird, the jellied cranberry sauce, green bean casserole, mashed potatoes and rutabagas. Dinner was around 4pm and the naps began quickly afterwards. Football was a must watch, family conversations, laughter.
Now Thanksgiving dinner is ordered, less cooking time needed, rutabagas and potatoes not on the menu, appetizers are in place, Martinelli’s Apple Cider the drink of the day, and the Bartholomew Green Slime (lime jello mold) are on the menu. As we make our way to Long Beach to Lee’s family home, I want to wish you all a Happy Thanksgiving.
(Ahem, Baggy wishes you all a happy Turkey day, too! Now I wonder how much yarn I can unroll while they are gone…)