Yes, after a year's hitatus, the Great American Eating Ceremony is back with many of the same characters. Missing a few from the festive board through absence and, yes, death, but memories of them abound. Their recipes, art works—and place cards. Eva had a long run at the place cards, but Milla has taken over the spot. Not sure who's next up.
I will soon be yelling about the turkey, the gravy and freaking out about the number of chairs, and then we sit sit down and be grateful for one another. In a last minute reprieve, Camilla, who had a classmate with The Covid, and the rest of the family were able to come in for it. They all tested negative yesterday at 9:45, loaded up the car and came down in a lovely six-hour drive of parking lot traffic. I guess a lot of other people are celebrating the Great American Eating Ceremony this year.
Wait ahold it, I didn't say Great American Reading Ceremony!
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