Thanksgiving 2005

So dinner is digested. I saw lots of family, ate, laughed a lot and came home. Mom made the turkey. My aunt made the salad. I made the rest with the help of Tab. She may not be the most efficient helper, but it was a really nice sort of glowy feeling working with her this morning while it was still quiet. I hope that someday she remembers these sort of moments fondly.

I stripped the turkey carcass of meat, and it is now boiling in my sister's giant soup pot (I am very jealous of it) to become turkey soup tomorrow afternoon. There is a serious lack of bay leaves in the house, but we will remedy that in the morning when we drop of Tab to visit her father. This soup has become tradition, and I love the smell of it even more than the original thanksgiving dinner cooking. My mom says it reminds her of latvian grandmother's house.

This last thing reminds me that I wanted to start recording my mother's and grandmother's memories of growing up...