We had a wonderful meal on Thanksgiving day as we always do, thanks to the all the planning and hard work by Ma. She baked, she cooked, she slaved in the kitchen for hours to make sure we had yet another delicious holiday feast. A perfectly done turkey, homemade out-of-this-world rolls, mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, green beans, jellied cranberry ... we all ate 'til we couldn't stand it, then made an attempt to eat some dessert an hour or so later. Groan. The pies were beautiful ... one of them more tasty than the other (oops, Ma, forget a little something in the pumpkin pie?!).
Of course the most important thing about a Thanksgiving Feast are the people who gather together to celebrate being a family. My mother was able to come with us over to Ma & Pop's house which she always enjoys immensely. Abby gave her the grand tour of Grandma's living room and dining room, showing her all the special things on the shelves and cabinets. Chris took over the carving of the turkey (men, sharp knives, meat ... they all go together somehow). Ma made the gravy at the very end of the preparations, as usual ... mmmm. Betsy made her favorite sweet potato casserole (Abby helped by taste-testing the brown sugar to make sure it was just right). And Pops was smart enough to help when needed, but kept clear of Ma's cooking space until it was really clear that he was supposed to be doing something specific.
Food, family, fun ... so much to be thankful for, today and every day. Life really is good, isn't it?
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