My Thanksgiving prep is nearly done. The crucifers are cut and ready to roast; the butternut squash cakes are frosted (and tucked into covered pans set in the garage, since there’s no room in the fridge); and the cranberry relish is already ready to relish.
I’m grateful always, but today especially, for those who grow and prepare and share the food (and drink) that brings us all together, that connects us across the table and across the miles.
To my family and friends I can’t be with in person today, I’ll raise a glass (yes, it’s likely to be Riesling) and send you my best wishes for wonder and bounty.
Right now, it’s time to pull on a big sweater and a hat, leash up Rocket, and head out into the crisp for a good, long walk.