Two of the nicest words one can hear from friends are "come" and "share," and that's just what we did on Thursday.Monica and Bill invited Jack and me to share Thanksgiving with their family.The aroma of turkey and fixings greeted us warmly as we walked in the door, and Monica handed us each a glass of champagne to accompany the delicious smells.A small kitchen fire put their stove out of commission just when it was time to make gravy, but the ever-resourceful Monica took the ingredients outside and put together gravy on the tailgate of her son's truck.Good friends. Good food. Good time.
*We had Thanksgiving #2 on Friday, and I cooked, but I didn't take any pictures. Still, we had a great time with my kids too!