This is my most vivid Thanksgiving memory. Mom...in Grandma & Grandpa Metti's kitchen...at the tiny little table in there...carving the turkey so we could enjoy our Thanksgiving feast. Of course there were many sides...and the big table in the dining room...and the kids' table in the living room...with family all around...just waiting to dig in. But this photo will always say Thanksgivng to me. The kitchen where the turkey was being carved was THE place to be...and there were fights over the crispy turkey skin...
soooooooooooooo yummy & quite carefree before we knew the dangers lurking there.
BTW...could she have had a smaller platter? Why wasn't she carving on a cutting board? Oh...and the stuffing was INSIDE the turkey...and none of us died from stuffing poisoning or overcooked turkey. I also wonder who has that killer knife! I have that apron...maybe I'll wear it today.
To you & yours...have a VERY Happy Thanksgiving!