We argue about it every Thanksgiving, how many years does this one make it? At last count, this is the 28th one we’ve spent with the same group of friends. We don’t see one another as frequently as we once did, and the tradition has undergone metamorphosis over the years to accommodate how life changes. But somehow we always come together this one weekend to catch up with one another, eat and drink far too much, stay up late, and laugh until our sides hurt. We can’t think of a better way to spend Thanksgiving holiday than with you all — xxoo.
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Thank you for this beautifully written homage to our little yearly circus.
Sei molto gentile — era divertentissimo, sì?
Getting together with the same group of friends for 28 years, that is so special and precious, hope you and your group have many more gatherings. What were you making?
Hi Norma, thank-you for your kind thoughts. Time goes by faster than we realize. We were making cavatelli, a pasta made from semolina flour and water, and is formed by hand — great to do in a group as it doesn’t require any special equipment except for maybe a butter knife, though it can be made without even that.
Fabulous picture, particularly given the context – made me smile – thankyou!