Guests

It’s our Thanksgiving day here, and it’s evening now. It’s quiet again in the kitchen — all of the guests have gone home except for Cardamom, who is wandering around the whole house, flicking her tail and sniffing the floor, trying to figure out what happened here all day long. Thanksgiving was like it always is: days of preparation only to be met by an explosion of people all at our house together : the closest thing to a party in forever. We toasted to Thanksgiving, we snacked on hors d’oeuvres, we gathered round the table for the turkey and the stuffing and all the rest. Later, Antonello talked with his friends on the balcony, smoking cigars in their once a year ritual, and I lost at a game of Monopoly with everybody else. I’m exhausted now. Worn out in a good way — happy that this Thanksgiving was spent together, all of us, just like we used to do. Maybe this is what the ‘Before Times’ felt like — on days like this, I can feel sparks of it here, still.

Antonello’s plate

As per the title of this blog post, I wanted to take a moment to tell you that starting tomorrow, I’ll be publishing some guest blog posts: amazing friends of mine who have welcomed my request for them to write a little something for Thanksgiving. What Thanksgiving means to them. What they are thankful for in their lives. What it’s like to transition right into Christmas after the long weekend: to pick out trees and ornaments just as December is beginning. I know for most of you Thanksgiving is behind us, and it’s time to move on, but here I’m not quite ready to let go: we are intent on enjoying the last few morsels of November, and this, to me, is the perfect way.

I hope you enjoy the blog posts from friends near and far, and I hope that you have a little room on your plate for more Thanksgiving! I’ll start posting them tomorrow… for now I’m off to wash some more dishes and maybe finish off another piece of sugar creme pie. Or at least a few bites of it. Good night!

Tonight I’m listening to: With A Little Help From My Friends by The Beatles.

Published by Jackie in Italy

I'm living in Le Marche Italy. It's 2020 and we're all on lockdown (update: still blogging even though lockdown is over). Welcome to my blog.

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