For the last two years I’ve traveled north with the Loveless clan to spend the Thanksgiving weekend in cold and occasionally snowy B.C. We ran dogs, played pool, board games, and ate as much of Paula’s food as we could cram down our gullets.
This year we’re spending Thanksgiving at our home but the Loveless clan will still be in tow. It saves us some cash and it saves me from burning through some of my leave.
The bird is in the oven and the other bird is in the smoker and we’re two hours away from dinner. Only time will tell how it all turns out – my one hope is that it’s edible.
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