Ladies, did your hubby spend the entire Thanksgiving weekend planted in his recliner in front of the big screen watching football and stuffing his face with turkey, beer, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, and, well…..stuffing? If so, he probably weighs slightly more than his pickup. Help him shed those holiday pounds and regain the youthful figure you settled for […]
more about: Thanksgiving
Whether it’s a succulent pot roast, cheesy casserole, or warming, savory stew, we love Sunday supper. It’s a dinner party without the formality, where family and friends gather for easy conversation and good food – lots of it!
The turkey carcass is down to bones. The mashed potatoes are nothing more than a sad, hopeful, metallic scraping—some people just can’t accept that gone is gone. The pinto beans and ham are in Tupperware, divided 14 ways. The last biscuit is a memory.
We asked some of our favorite scribes to riff on the part of their down-home Thanksgiving they simply couldn’t do without. Here’s what they said. (Stay tuned for more…) I’ve spent Thanksgiving in Mobile, Alabama, with my husband’s family ever since we married 14 years ago, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Before a waiting feast, eternal blessings are what a child endures and an old man learns to savor.