This week we had a charity event at work. I coordinated the shindig and had a ball. I love a part-a! We raised money for 5 local charities and ate real good. Leslie (in the pic with me) and I love to eat good so we enjoyed being in charge of the food.
I found this cheese tray in shape of a tree on the Pinterest and insisted we had to have it! It was much better in person. This photo was taken at a bad angle, but I was too busy hosting to be taking photos for Food Friday…just sayin!
This is not food related, but this tree and I have had some rounds and I think I am finally ahead! I decorated our work tree in mid-October for a November issue of our local magazine. They did a feature story on our event and came and took photos. We moved the tree to the back of the building until it was acceptable to have a tree on display in the lobby… and it all fell apart. We brought it out last week and I redecorated it. Then, the next day the lights decided to burn out. So, I undecorated it, strung lights and then redecorated it. I am not touching that thing again until 2012! It is a hard job, I tell ya. (I know the poor angel is lopsided but my “give a dad-gum” is busted concerning that tree.)
Now I am gearing up for Thanksgiving! Henry wore his turkey shirt to school today and said “gobble gobble”. I love that it is less than a week away. It always amazes me how food can take us down memory lane and evoke such wonderful feelings.
Next week I will get to eat oyster dressing. The excitement level in my mouth and tummy are out of control. I have not had it in 5 years. Way past due! I cannot wait to eat my Grandmother’s Thanksgiving meal. I have missed it. Having split families on both sides makes it so hard for Randall and me to know where to go, who to see, who had us last time, who gets us this time, etc. The upside…we can pick where we want to go because that ole “give a dad-gum” is slowly getting busted as we get older! Mawmaw gets us this time…whoo hoo!
The rolls the Tilton women make…oh my…oh my. I cannot wait to have one melt in my mouth. When I smell them it makes me almost cry thinking about our Granny. I love it. She was my grandmother’s mother and helped mold me into the woman I am today. I had her in my life each day until I was 13. I loved that women and her hot rolls. I hope she makes them in heaven.
Rhubarb pie…no strawberries, just rhubarb. This is the pie of all pies. My mouth is already puckering up for the first bite. I love family traditions. We have them on all sides. I am anxious to celebrate these food traditions with my large maternal family this Thanksgiving. Last year we spent it with my paternal family and enjoyed lots of recipes that reminded me of my precious Meemaw. I am blessed to go spend it this year with my only living grandmother, in her home. Thank you Lord, how could I ever ask for more!