So, this year i ran out of flour on Thanksgiving morning.
Eeee! as the clock ticks toward guest arrival time, and you start to make biscuit-crust pie, not to mention gravy, flour is not just necessary, it is nnnnnnnneeeeeeeeeeeded!
After a brief search for substitutes, during which we considered pancake mix, corn starch, and a forgotten box of Bisquik that had expired in 2004, the girls headed off, both laughing, to Sarah’s Market, blessedly open even on Thanksgiving morning.
Last year, my Thanksgiving goof was burnt stinky popcorn. And who knows what craziness will befall us next year?
I’m thankful that shared happiness survives imperfection.
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Some more Thanksgiving memories making me smile tonight…
- 2003: “Oh, Lord, you know I don’t know how to cook this ugly bird…”
- 2004: Aunt Mary and the missing gravy
- And for extra podcasty Thanksgiving spirit, Tony Kahn’s Hollywood blacklist Thanksgiving story