I don't mind the can, but if someone cares to make something cranberry-fancy, that's cool, too.
The dining experience at Trixie Junior Space Punk's family Thanksgiving is pretty standard fare - turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, bean casserole, carrots, maybe. About the only big departure could be a salad course to start things off on a lighter note. Then cards, then later: PIE!
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I don't mind the can, but if someone cares to make something cranberry-fancy, that's cool, too.
The dining experience at Trixie Junior Space Punk's family Thanksgiving is pretty standard fare - turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy, bean casserole, carrots, maybe. About the only big departure could be a salad course to start things off on a lighter note. Then cards, then later: PIE!
I believe in real cranberries (originally called crane berries) and we always had at least one mincemeat pie at my Aunt Pat's.
Then penny and nickel and dime poker after the Lions lost
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