Over the river and through the woods ... or at least just down the street!
We all know the song about going over the river and through the woods to Grandmother's house. Aaaah, if only I could go to Grandma's house. She made the best turkey and stuffing I've ever had.
Of course, it is a memory, and memories have this way of being more spectacular that the reality. At least sometimes. But in the case of my grandma's turkey and stuffing? It was definitely tops -- made with San Francisco sour dough bread!
Grandma has been gone many years now, and I'm the grandma. Not that I feel like a Grandma, but that white hair in the mirror says I must be! And since my Grandma has passed on, and it just so happens all our kids are elsewhere this Thanksgiving, we're going just down the street, to celebrate with friends.
Bless their hearts for being so kind!
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