Growing up, Thanksgiving was my second best holiday. It was my Mamma's best meal all year and there was extra dessert. Oh yeah.
Thanksgiving was a wrap: wake up, eat breakfast, snack until dinner was served at 2 p.m., eat dessert, rest, watch TV, eat cookies, decorate the tree and once it was up then go to bed in a food-drunken stupor. It was a simple holiday. It was a holiday... Read more »