Apple stuffing
flaky biscuit
green bean casserole
turkey
macaroni and cheese
and a dollop of cranberry sauce in the middle
with a toasting flute of sparkling apple cider
served on my grandmother's hand-crocheted tablecloth.
Cheers! Thanksgiving dinner is finally here.
I don't know why I feel compelled to take a photo of my heavily laden Thanksgiving plate each year,
But I do.
Maybe that urge is driven by the many hours were spent preparing the food.
Or the many hands that helped to get it ready.
Or perhaps I'm trying to capture and preserve this food as the symbolic blessings of all the good stuff in my life.
Could be any or all of those things.
The fact remains that I cannot help but pause, after praying and filling my plate, to take that photograph. And I'm talking about a rearrange-the-setting, eliminate-the-weird-shadows, stand-up-on-my-chair kind of photograph.
Clearly, I am not messing around.
So let's raise a toast to my dinner plate and yours, and all the many blessings for which we give thanks.
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More Thanksgiving stories!
Festive Garlands: Part One
Pumpkins, Acorns, And A Leaf
Teaching My Own: Talking Turkey
I Will Be Thankful When It's Done
Giving Thanks For Thanksgiving
Giving Thanks For Sly And Soul Train
It's Beginning To Look A Lot Like Thanksgiving
Thankful For The Forest
"T" Is For Thanksgiving
Thanksgiving Dinner
Looking Up: Thanksgiving Edition
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