After all, my family in Washington, California, and Minnesota will be celebrating on that favourite day!
I'm like my Dad, though, because I don't have to make an excuse to eat turkey.
I love it anytime!

I certainly don't know why I didn't take a picture of the table when we were eating and when it was full of food! This picture looks very sparse, and even though I love olives and pickles, this just doesn't cut it!
I thought we had more Thanksgiving decorations, besides the puny little candle holder on the table...sigh....
Guess I'll have to do better next year!

I'm pretty sure I have a mouthful of turkey here as James is stirring the everlasting gravy! I never seem to make gravy thick enough for my husband, but there is nothing worse than gravy tasting like flour! I know, cornstarch does the job, too, but I've never mastered that yet!
Margaret was the chosen 'potato masher' which used to always be my job when I wasn't the Mom. She seems to enjoy her task and put a lot of effort into making it into a lovely tower of hot buttery spuds! They certainly tasted great (with the less than thick gravy!)
This is the first year I decided to serve a bit of champagne to accompany our meal, and everyone had a go (including Ken) at opening the bottle. It was quite tricky, and when Vanessa's boyfriend Jeff (to her left) took his turn, the cork shot up into the loft, and I'm not sure we ever found it again! Which of course meant that we had to drink the entire bottle during Thanksgiving. It was a wonderful meal, and we all gave appropriate thanks for what was happening in our lives, but....I really want to do it all over again!BrownSugar
Hard Brown Sugar?
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