The Knave of Tarts. Okay, pie. I knew I should have left it cooling on a windowsill instead.
The fattest newspaper of the year. Probably had seconds on everything, maybe thirds on the mashed potatoes. Definitely pants unbuttoned mode.
Our dinner table set for two. So many others were there in our hearts.
A bottle of Edna Valley chardonnay almost feels like mom is there with us. Nobody enjoyed a holiday meal as much as she did. Especially if she didn't have to cook!
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