So here's a belated Thanksgiving post, heavy on the pictures, serving up a snippet of "Why I love my family."
|Come Thanksgiving, my dad insists we refer to him|
as "The Mashed Potato Maven."
|Since I was five or six, our family has always played a "Turkey Bowl" touch-|
football game on Thanksgiving morning with our friends and family.
|Recognize that foil? Ooh yeah, it's mimosa time at the football game!|
|My mom's delicious cranberry-almond mini-muffins.|
|Fun fact: my mom prefers salty to sweet any day, but she LOVES marshmallows.|
|My brother is a "traceur"--he free-runs/does parkour. This means he's usually|
on top of something of which people aren't usually on top.
|My fingers were stained red from the annual making of Cranberry Jell-O Salad,|
which requires mushing crushed pineapple and whole-berry cranberry
sauce into a pan of partially-set red Jell-O.