The table is cleared, the pies have been put away, and we’re engaging in our annual Thanksgiving tradition–watching the perennial holiday classic Elf.
We don’t exactly look like a Norman Rockwell painting, our nuclear family, clad in jeggings or similarly stretchy pants and less-than-perfectly-coiffed hair. Still, we’re warm at home, full of food, and content.
Living the American Dream, that’s us.
This Thanksgiving, I have you all to thank, too. I never expected so many people to be interested in what comes out of my kitchen (and what comes out of my brain. Scary sometimes, ain’t it?).
So, thank you for the support and kind words and your seemingly endless appetite for photographic food porn.