Thanksgiving at chez moi was a quiet affair. I slept into afternoon, only arising when himself demanded food and attention. After a somewhat restorative hot shower and a cup of tea, I made a pot of matzoh ball soup which included cabbage, carrot and broccoli bits, did two loads of laundry and set about making us both a decent dinner. Lukas got a feast of turkey and gravy while I opted for baked fish, green salad, summer squash and a mixed vegetables. Dessert was a square of no sugar added chocolate for me and an extra scratch beneath his chin for my adoring feline.
Purple Matthiola adorned my setting, a favorite color and scent. Never a traditionalist, I enjoyed the ease of the day.
What about you?
