Ok, gentle readers. I am still in quite a tizzy from Thanksgiving and all the mess that is Black Friday and working in retail.
I dont have a recipe for you all today, but I do want to take a second to thank all of you who come and read this thing. I couldn’t have asked for a better “family” in the world.
Last night after Thanksgiving was over, the guests left, and it was just me and a glass of wine at the table, I had a total emotional breakdown. Not a bad one. The emotions that came from Thanksgiving this year were so wonderful and beautiful that it was overwhelming.
This was the first year that I made EVERYTHING that we ate. That in itself is overwhelming. But the most staggering thing was tasting all those dishes and feeling like I had flown back 10 years in time and was sitting in my Granny J’s house eating it.
It was sobering. And beautiful. And at that moment, I realized that even though my grandparents are no longer walking the Earth, they really aren’t that far away after all.
Peace and Love.
Daniel
Granny J would be proud of you. She’s probably looking down critiquing your cornbread, in fact. I had a similar emotional thing happen over my mom’s sweet potatoes. They’ve always been a taste I associated just with her, so to have made them myself kind of freaked me out.
I missed you on Thanksgiving this year. It was always my favorite of our holidays in NYC. Lots of love.
I love you Daniel!!!
=)