Tag Archives: Thanksgiving

Happy Rainsgiving

Posted on November 29, 2019 by PB Rippey

‘Tis the season to remember how to get cozy and not because the A/C is running. At least–I hope ’tis… Happy Thanksgiving Holiday

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Turkey Day Craze

Posted on November 26, 2016 by PB Rippey

I may as well have woken up in a luxurious spa-hotel, expecting breakfast in bed, or morning tea on an ocean-view patio, sipping from real china in a froofy dressing gown, in any case a stress-free morning despite it being Thanksgiving and I … Continue reading →

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Gobbling Towards Vegetarianism

Posted on November 6, 2013 by PB Rippey

It became November. Day Two, I said: OMG THE TURKEY! Because this year, we’re hosting the beloved horde. I navigated to the Whole Foods website. During the Diestel ordering process I was asked to choose: Hen or Tom. My bedroom … Continue reading →

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Quote For The Weekend (The After The Turkey Edition With Cats & Corn Pudding)

Posted on November 25, 2012 by PB Rippey

What greater gift than the love of a cat. —Charles Dickens We returned to find the dummy comforter on our bed upchucked on, the real bedding beneath saved (mwahaha!), a puddle of cat pee under the slopsink in the laundry … Continue reading →

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And May All Your Turkeys Be Bright

Posted on November 21, 2012 by PB Rippey

It is 197-something and there are cats on the kitchen counter pulling apart the cooked bird with their claws and fangs. It is 199-something and a slobbery Rottweiler mix has hold of a turkey leg and the entire baking pan with turkey … Continue reading →

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Quote For The Weekend (Late Edition As Was Holiday, No? Blrrrrgh)

Posted on November 27, 2011 by PB Rippey

A work of art is not a matter of thinking beautiful thoughts or experiencing tender emotions (though those are its raw materials) but of intelligence, skill, taste, proportion, knowledge, discipline and industry; especially discipline. —Evelyn Waugh Farewell post-turkey-day sandwiches of … Continue reading →

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