I ate a disgusting amount of food and imbibed a frightening amount of wine this weekend, in the name of Thanksgiving, and it was glorious. Mr C put on a huge, wonderful spread, I made some pie (pecan and pumpkin; not together, mind) filling to accompany Scuttsy's pastry and the other half brought cheese. It was grand. So thanks given - to my dear friends who cooked so much delicious food that I genuinely thought I was going to burst on Thursday.
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