Thanksgiving was great. It really was. Hard to explain how or why, exactly, but spirits were high and the food was great. We continued our tradition of bringing a friend to the farm for our family time. Last year it was David (who just recently put out a new album (which maybe I mentioned?)) and this year we had Jill in tow.
Grandmother gave us a treat Friday morning; her classic, killer biscuits and gravy. We went up early to watch her make everything from scratch. Dammit. Now I want to eat them.