My head is full of wonderful childhood memories of Thanksgiving. My mother or one of my aunts would host the dinner, and we would always eat at about 1:00. I remember the blessing- usually given by my grandfather or my uncle Johnny was spoken so eloquently, that I wondered if they practiced beforehand.

The fragrance of those special Thanksgiving foods being cooked come to my mind as I write this. I have a lump in my throat and a tear in my eye just thinking of it. How is it that food can do that to you? My mother always made an Apple Cake. The recipe was passed down from my great –grandmother, and I still have the original paper that she wrote it down on with her 19-year-old hand.

Mama always made baked beans and cornbread dressing too. My Grandmother made potato salad.; Aunt Debby made a blueberry dessert that was fabulous! Aunt Diane made fruit salad, but my favorite dish of hers was the little celery sticks with cream cheese and pecans. Aunt Deena could always be counted on to make everything look beautiful, and my Daddy loved to invite folks who didn’t have family in the area to come over and share the bounty with us. He was great at telling jokes or singing songs to entertain us.

I feel blessed to have such fond memories, especially since so many of my loved ones have passed away now.

Here’s wishing you and yours the happiest of Thanksgiving Day’s!

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That’s the news from the homestead, see you next week!