It really hadn’t hit me that Thanksgiving was coming up this week. But as soon as my dad asked, “Are you excited to see us next week?”…it hit. I also won’t complain about the 3 day work week.
My parents always hosted Thanksgiving when I was growing up and my Grannie was responsible for making gravy, cranberries, mashed sweet potatoes, and pineapple souffle. I can pass on the gravy as it has never interested me, but I would load up on the mashed sweet potatoes and pineapple souffle — her signature dish…that I am yet to make. * Note to self: change this. Sooner rather than later.*