My turkey is soaking in brine. My stock is simmering on the stove. The shopping is done.
I love Thanksgiving. I get to cook. I get to cook for people. And the more abstract aspects of the day--gratitude and hospitality--sure resonate with me, too.
Granted, it's just going to be just me and my father, but I'm hoping to get the Baron up here to share in all the leftovers.
Hope you and yours have a good one.