As a parent to young children who can't seem to get through dinner without someone wearing their milk on their head, some piece of meat *accidentally* flung against the window, and someone made to sit at the table until "all that food is gone" the idea of an entire holiday that revolves around a meal makes me, well, pause.
Plus, I can't eat bread.
But my husband remains optimistic and is chopping rice bread to make stuffing as we speak! And I am very thankful. I do love reflecting on things I'm thankful for during this holiday, and more importantly, whom I'm thankful to.
Enjoy your turkey, folks, and especially enjoy dipping that crusty roll in the gravy for me. ;)
Excerpt: The Second Jezebel by Peter Mowbray
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