What a momentous and amazing day. Think how grand life would be if every day your sole purpose and intention for the next twelve hours was to make something delicious to eat. Just think about it for a minute. There would be no war, no crime, no economy problems. Just a lot of happy people. If you spent every day making good things to eat, you would not only be satisfied from making something with your own bare hands, but also satisfied from being well fed.
May we all spend more days like this, and less days in strife and stress.
Here's a little favorite moment from the day for you:
I'm getting the turkey ready to put in the oven, washing it off and picking out stray feathers. My mother says, "Oh, you're going to be such a good mom! You're bathing it tenderly like your firstborn son!"
"Well, I don't want it to have nasty junk all over it when I eat it later."
My sister, joining in on the conversation: "Just like her firstborn son!"