Thanksgiving is a nice day, isn't it? My folks have it down to a science, my mom's got the punch in order, dad's got the turkey in the oven. My mom requested I make a squash soup I made a few years ago again, so I did, and have thusly been reminded that I can, in fact, cook.
It's hard to imagine myself back in New Hampshire tomorrow.
I listened to a great show on MPR this morning, I recommend listening to it beginning to end.
I meant to post this yesterday, so I'll put it up now...