Today, according to my west coast brother is "Good Grief Day" and "National Cake Day." Both strong indicators of what is coming our way. I say coming 'our' way because I'm assuming that your eating experiences will be similar to mine over the next six weeks (I'm expecting that there will be some leftovers even into 2025). I am already thinking "Good grief, not more food." and the feasting really doesn't officially begin until day after tomorrow. Here's how it has begun for me. 1. I bought a new pair of size 10 pants. It is my size now but will that last? 2. I bought three fruit cakes (don't laugh, I like fruit cake) from the Amish grocery. Two are left. 3. My spouse and I had delicious cheese laden pizza for supper last night and there are leftovers in the frig. 4. I took a friend to lunch at 'Cheddars' today and had their delicious glazed rolls as well as a dinner size lunch. 5. Arrived home to discover that my wonder spouse was making his amazing fudge, his mother's recipe, some with nuts, some without, to take along as a little extra for Thanksgiving dinner. 6. I was handed a spoon and invited to 'clean out' the pan that the fudge had been cooked in. Ever one to be helpful, I couldn't refuse.
You see where I'm going with this? In addition to Thanksgiving feasts (I will have enjoyed three when this week ends) and a traditional Christmas dinner, and, at our house, a New Year's Day buffet, we are about to be deluged with incidental, but always delicious, extra goodies, including the candy canes on the tree and bowls of candy and nuts just sitting around. Of course one can always say 'No thank you.' Ha ha ha, like that's going to happen.
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