My mom equates this thanksgiving with Mary Tyler Moore's dinner parties.
This would be our first Thanksgiving without dad. Enough said.
Mom worked like a dog, cooking cleaning ironing(her favorite). New table linens were purchased, laundered and pressed for the expected 21 guests.
I brined and roasted a ton of turkey and there were 2 kinds of cranberry sauce.
When all was said and done, we had ten guests for dinner and we are now doing a million different dishes with turkey leftovers.
I woke the next day to find that there are almost no photos of people. In my tryptophan haze, it feels as if the day was all a dream.
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