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25 November 2010 - 23:15

almost family

It was really waaay too much food.

For just three people.

My need for an early departure on Sunday, and the wife needing to work Wednesday, kinda precluded any long distance travel. Especially since Sunday's trip (and Monday's as well) is absolutely essential.

Not to mention another once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. No way I want to miss that just because some highway got closed.

So we stayed home, sharing Thanksgiving dinner with youngest son and the heeler sisters.

And a corgi. Her pack leaders, eldest son and our daughter-in-law, were dining with her family today.

He called at least four times, needing my mother's recipe for oysters and some other family traditional dish he wanted to share with his new in-laws.

I was hesitant in sharing my mother's long-held recipe for oysters with "outsiders".

Until the wife pointed out it was straight from the Betty Crocker cookbook.

Oh.

The kids did come over after their dinner, just in time to see us finishing up.

Just in time for pie (pumpkin and razzleberry).

As they came to the table, our new daughter scooped a slab of jellied cranberry-raspberry sauce out of the serving dish with her bare hand, and had half of it eaten before she sat down.

"Mmmmmm... cranberries! We didn't have any cranberries."

Well, I told the wife, she seems to be comfortable here, now.

You see, we have kidded her for some time for her hesitancy to just walk into our house as her husband does. She doesn't quite yet feel enough like family to be comfortable doing that, and still insists on knocking and waiting to be let in.

But if she's ready to eat jellied cranberry sauce with her bare fingers in front of all of us, she may finally be close.

(And regarding the jellied cranberry-raspberry sauce... I wondered aloud how many people who have antique Carnival glass still actually use it?)

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