DITTO! Happy Thanksgiving to all my friends!
A very HAPPY THANKSGIVING to all of my fellow REAL FLORIST friends on Flowerchat.
Having just finished stuffing and trussing the 21 pound bird with the usual onions, apples, celery, with the same at the base, plus carrots, this TOM is ready to go into the oven in the morning.
Still don't know how in the H-E-L-L TOTO got this job, but the wife, (the Lovely Linda) has designated me to be the TURKEY get him ready guy!
Our son Michael, will make his FAMOUS Butternut Squash Soup with Heavy Cream, garlic, onions, and carrots, and it's to die for.
After that, it's the MASHED Potatoes, the MASHED Turnips, Sweet Corn, Green Bean Casserole, Mushrooms, Biscuits, and Gravy.
OMG! TOTO did a fast today, and didn't eat a thing! Followed by NPO, or nothing by mouth after midnight! "]
It's in anticipation of EATING EVERYTHING TOMORROW, and until the point where, I usually think that, I will BLOW UP!
Up and until 2006, Grandma would make her usual two trays of homemade Lasagna, also to DIE FOR!
We stopped that in 2007 because, by the time the family finished eating her Lasagna, they had no room for the TURKEY and the other dishes we had prepared. It's an ITALIAN thing, but what's the point?
And so, we will be with OUR FAMILY, the most important aspect of our Traditional Thanksgiving celebration, as I sincerely hope that, all of you are BLESSED with the same opportunity to share with your loved ones.
OH! Did I mention DESERT? OMG! In the spirit of the ROMANS, I think I can find a few feathers, and (you fill in the banks).
God Bless my friends, and regardless of the outcome of the lackluster sales of this Holiday, the only thing which really counts is OUR FAMILY and sharing this day with our LOVED ONES!
Semper Fi!
John and Linda, Brian, Michael, and Grandma TOO!
PS: This will be the first year, in the last 16 years that, our beloved PRESTON, our loving dog, will not be around to share the holiday with us. Our friend KEVIN, as well as a few of you other good folks, will understand. Preston's olfactory glands were second to none, and as our Turkey Roasted in the oven, his nose was at 12 o'clock high for five hours straight, and in anticipation of a wonderful event forthcoming.
Brian created a 24/7/365 fountain with solar lights in our backyard over Preston's gravesite. He's our 30 year old NYPD son, who like most cops, can have their hearts broken too. Should he take a bit of Turkey down to the gravesite, I will look the other way, and say nothing.
Our other 28 year old son Michael, still has Preston's Doggie bed under his desk. Linda and I don't discuss that either since, all of us must deal with our heartbreaks, as best we can, and in a way that, works for us.
It is what it is, and we all do the best that we can, when we suffer the loss of a family member, albeit just a Dog, but what a Dog!