Just thinking of our trip to Albania in 1995. It was in September. I came home really messed up. After Thanksgiving dinner was cooked I looked at all the food on the table and burst into tears. A chicken was a rare treat for our friends in Albania.
My friend's book about that trip has been accepted by a publisher. If you see it in Barnes & Noble or on Amazon, snap it up. It's called "A Gift of Walnuts."
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Well...I am feeling a similar feeling. I just think today...with all the marvelous food we have in the house...how lucky we are...sure we're not rich...we're even broke I admit ha ha.
but we have friends and food.
Remember in It's A Wonerful Life "no man is a failure who has friends"
Happy Thanksgiving babe. Don't have that over here. Maybe we should eh? x
Your words remind me of the first time Zorro took me to Bulgaria. His folks live in a rural area where the toilet is still at the bottom of the yard, and ordinary people are so poor that they cannot afford toilet paper (and use newspapers instead!).
When I got back to London I realised that even though I am skint, I am RICH.
Happy Thanksgiving Gardenia and family!!
u need happy curry days 4 d:o)
I can definitely relate to that. I work with the homeless, and every night I come home to my own bed, to food in a fridge, it makes me uneasy.
I was feeling down on Wednesday but felt better after my post Wednesday afternoon.
Happy Thanksgiving. Around here, American Thanksgiving seems to have taken on a new meaning with the strength of the Canadian $$....the weekend for taking bus trips to outlet malls on the American side of the border. Delays are expected at crossings all weekend as bargain hunters make the trek looking for cheaper stuff to haul back home.
I hope your Thanksgiving went well. Tried to call you today, but you must be all tuckered out from all that hard work.
Hope you had a Happy day! I only hate when food goes to waste. I do that more than I like to admit.
Cranberry relish was eaten all to the last berry!
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