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Thanksgiving memories are delicious

A few of you moms out there expressed empathy after my last column on Thanksgiving preparations, so I thought I'd offer up a few more mind-numbing words on the topic. Here is what we ate on that day:

So for breakfast I made gluten-free pancakes and bacon, proving that anything can taste decent if you put enough butter and syrup on it. (But just barely). My oldest is the one trying to avoid gluten, so she had her game face on, but my youngest made it clear under no uncertain terms that we are NOT playing this game at Christmas.

Then came the pecan pie. I have a very simple, five-ingredient recipe for a great pie that I made with a store-bought crust. Got that in the oven in a matter of minutes.

The night before Thanksgiving, my youngest came home at 7 p.m.  which, mind you, is after all the shopping is done and the menu is planned  and announced she wanted an apple pie. At first I resisted, but I finally told her if she went to the store, we could make the pie. Found a recipe from Pioneer Woman, whom I low-key want to be just like, so, together, my daughter and I made an apple pie with crust from scratch.

It weighed about 8 pounds and was a monster, but turned out great.

All this, while the Macy's Thanksgiving Day parade was on, and after that, the dog show, where, incidentally, the greyhound won Best in Show. Then, somewhere along the way, there was a nap.

My oldest had picked up a honey-baked ham and a sweet potato souffle, so that part was easy. I got resistance from the other one that I wasn't making a sweet potato casserole like always, despite that fact that I have no recollection of her ever eating my homemade one in her lifetime.

There was much anticipation over the green bean casserole, although I swear they didn't consume more than about six green beans each. Mashed potatoes are a must on my list, but because we were having ham I opted not to make gravy, since I'm the only one who cares. Then I talked to my mom on the phone and it made me homesick for gravy, so I whipped up a little.

I made a token spinach salad that everyone tasted but no one really enjoyed. There was cornbread dressing from their dad  who makes the best dressing ever  crescent rolls and a spattering of fruit, cheese, olives and cookies throughout the day.

Days before, I had accidentally put the ham in the freezer instead of the refrigerator, so dinner was served when it was ready, and not a minute before. My family knows to be flexible and expect me to be a little behind.

And yes, the token pictures happened, with one daughter being especially anal about timing and lighting, an effort in frustration as the rest of us tend to drift. I thought I was being smart by putting on a nice shirt and keeping my sweats on until my daughter showed me a picture from last year with a nice shirt on and the same sweats on the bottom.

I don't know what part of "from the waist up" they don't understand, but next year I swear I'm going formal wear no matter what.

Along the way, as tradition demands, we pulled all the Christmas stuff from the attic and, after dinner, assembled the tree and watched a Christmas movie. My house is now ready to move on to the next holiday.

I, on the other hand, am not. But that's irrelevant.

Our group is small, but it really was a lovely day at home with the kids. In the back of my mind, I know big changes are ahead, and I'm thankful for this time with them.

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