A MEMORY in Postcards 4

  • Nov. 24, 2021, 3:12 p.m.
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There are only a few Thanksgiving pictures in my collection to prove I’ve celebrated the holiday. Here’s one with an unsliced turkey. This is also the year that I dropped the salt cellar into the dressing. Didn’t I tell you that story?

I always loved my grandmother’s turkey stuffing. I was never able to duplicate it tho.
This year, I did the usual; Torn up dried white bread, minced celery and onion, sage, chicken broth, and lots of butter. Just a little salt too, except this year the top came off the salt shaker. All that salt went right into the stuffing. I tried to get it all out without losing too much bread, but I knew I wasn’t successful. I baked it, served it, and golly gosh, the moment I tasted it, I knew I had duplicated gramma’s stuffing at last.

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  • Himself: Gone North to pickup Zoe, back down to get their badges, by here to pick up me, and return north to take Zoe home again.
  • Myself: Read, travel with G and Zoe for a while and eat Chinese for dinner.
  • Reading: Harry Potter 5.
  • Photo: Top: Back of theh cottage for a big Thanksgiving feast. Bottom: 1984 family at Laka’S for Thanksgiving; Mother and Bob in the back.
  • Weather: 62F and sunny. Glorious.
  • Gratitude’s: So glad I am here to share this day with you.

gattaca 3 days ago

Happy and healthy Thanksgiving!

GypsyWynd 2 days ago

Love the salt story!

toddslife 2 days ago

Thanksgiving from canada

Jinn 2 days ago

Salt of the earth ! Happy Thanksgiving !

aunty EM 2 days ago

I echo your last gratitude today. Might well be my last....

MageB aunty EM ⋅ 2 days ago

Might not. :)

MageB aunty EM ⋅ 2 days ago

Might not. :)

NorthernSeeker 21 hours ago

Mwahhaha at the salt cellar/grandmother dressing story! It's great to have those fond memories of good company and good times.

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