Ah, Thanksgiving

From June: Okay, I think we’re ready for the food orgy here. Of course, since when do we need an excuse to eat? Jill and I team-tagged the shopping. I went to the grocery store around the corner from work on my lunch hour and bought everything that didn’t require refrigeration. And Jill went to our regular grocery store and bought all the cold stuff.

We have a very, very low key Thanksgiving. A few years ago, my son, Rich, and his wife, Becky, decided they were not going to keep switching holidays between parents and in-laws. The decided that they would spend each Thanksgiving with Becky’s family, and spend each Christmas with us. Works fine for me, because I can’t cook a turkey to save my life. Quite a few years ago, Rich and Jill asked me to PLEASE quit trying to cook turkeys. Don’t know why….I’m fairly competent in other areas of cooking.

The irony is that my grandkids, Alexis and William, have both had lingering, snotty colds, and now Becky and Rich are getting sick. So they won’t be going to her parent’s house. And we don’t want to go over there and run the risk of getting sick, either. (Vacation is next week – must not be sick!) Becky’s birthday is Sunday, so hopefully everyone will be a bit better by then and we can get together.

We used to have several dishes that were traditional for Thanksgiving, but it’s pretty much been narrowed down to one: eclairs. I make them from scratch using a recipe my mother used from the first cookbook she ever had. It’s Betty Crocker’s Picture Cook Book, 1st Edition, copyright 1950. That poor cookbook is filthy, pages coming out, all ragged. But dang, I still use it occasionally. It makes me feel close to my mom, who’s been gone since 1988. Still miss her.

Oh wait….this is a beading blog. Yes, well, Jill and I hope to be doing some of that too over the next few days. It’s been so hectic getting orders filled that neither of us has beaded for a while. Jill is working on the most gorgeous necklace ever. Wait till you see it!

Hope you get some beading time over the holiday, too.

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