
And on the 9th or so day, God made Tofurky, and it was goooooood.

And we made macaroni, and we added four or so pounds of cheese, and frankly, it left a lot to be desired. But the gravy was gravy.

And we made strawberry pie (from scratch, biznatches) and we have yet to enjoy it, but it looks good.

And this was our place setting, and our wine, and they too were good. And that so far, has been our thanksgiving. And I am truly, deeply, madly, thankful.
2 comments:
Is Tofurkey actually good? Perhaps I should try it. Does it taste at all like Turkey? I miss turkey.
Not exactly like turkey, but pretty wonderful in it own right.
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