Our family has been decorating and sharing tales of Thanksgivings past for weeks now. Reliving our Turkey days together over the years to the wonderful times had with family and friends. Sharing photos of those that we so wish we could be sitting at the table with this year.
We shared the historical story of Thanksgiving and how the Pilgrims and Indians came together to unite as friends despite their differences. Teaching Squirt the hardships of the settlers during their first year here in America to the Indians who watched over with compassion over that harsh winter. Coming together in the spring to teach the Pilgrims the fruits and ways of survival here in this new land. To enjoying the final harvest come autumn surrounded by newfound friends and neighbors.
Still feeling quite ill and under the weather myself I had a lot of helping hands in the kitchen this year. Squirt helped me to make apple and pumpkin pies and Jon the "gravy master" made the tastiest gravy to cover a turkey ever! The turkey came out perfect, moist and full of roasted flavor. The crab stuffing rich and warm. A green bean casserole from heaven. Then the usual croissants, cranberry sauce and of course - sparkling wine.
Squirt was so excited as we shared before supper all that we were thankful for. She sure had a lot to say in that department! She even thanked the turkey and somehow or another decided that crayons and drawing paper were also a hot item to be thankful for.
Yes, that's sick old me down there at the end of the table. Looking and feeling like I'm 100 years old. It's hard to say if I'm feeling any better than I had Monday when I went to the hospital and found out I had pneumonia. I'm certainly breathing much better but still feeling very yuck. I'm guessing it's the harsh medications that are supposed to help me get better but instead their side effects can be just as tormenting, painful and sickening.
Dinner was so good and we stuffed ourselves with all kinds of Thanksgiving delights. Little Squirt downed an entire turkey leg all by herself and couldn't get enough of the green bean casserole. She was bursting to be excused from the table.
Assuring us that her belly was completely full and that she had no more room in there. Not even for a single bite more.
Very sweet. I'm glad you had a good Thanksgiving. :-)