Friday, November 24, 2017

The Feast


It was a fine feast and I completely neglected to take pictures of the amazing food.

The rolls were good but a lot of trouble and not the acme of perfection that I remembered. Ah, the elusive butterflake by Nagles. 


We were too many for our small dining room so the living room furniture got shoved back and a door on sawhorses became our table.


Josie was at the table but was confined to her own special pureed sweet potatoes. She seems to suspect that she's missing out on the good stuff. 


One of the nicest things about the day was seeing how smitten our nephew Jack (he of the blue hair) was with his little cousin. As are we all.

It was a good day  . . . with much thankfulness.





4 comments:

Barbara Rogers said...

So glad you all had a lovely feast with family around you. Next year, Josie, next year!

Sandra Parshall said...

Josie does NOT look happy about being denied her share of the feast! But Christmas is coming soon. Maybe she'll get a bit more then.This girl is definitely a participant in life, not a mere observer.

Darla said...

And a very Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!

Jim Egerton said...

Looks like a wonderful gathering of the clan. you need to get a remote so you can be in the picture also.