thanks.

gluttony as a metaphor for gratitude.
if quality and quantity of edible excellence suffices as
qualifier for  determining one's level of thankfulness,
then check this out:

thanks, tofurky!
you may look so heinous,
what with your wild rice stuffing center, an' that,
but you were delicious, and no turkeys were harmed in your preparation,
except maybe some jive turkey meatatarians.
f* off, pilgrims...........

thanks, belgium!
your sprouts rule.

so does mushroom gravy!!

thanks southern people!
racism and inbreeding aside,
candied sweet potatoes are super!!

that's vegan cornbread & sausage 'dressing', 
it's got leeks in it.
with some elite gravy above it.
thanks, deliciousness from my own recipe!

thanks, jess,
for filo dough apple-bloppity treats!

thanks, me, again,
for pumpkin bars....

thanks jim, for razzleberry frosted chocolate cake!
that homemade punky pie had it goin' on, too....

there was plenty of other food too,
but indoor picture takin' while cookin' isn't easy.
4 solid hours of preppin', roastin', bakin', boilin', stirrin', and mashin'.
and just 30 minutes to full-bellied first-world indulgence....
gratitude, and generosity,
in the form of battle-beast feasting.....

i am grateful for the folks who came over to span time with us:

harvest,

maple,

holly,

and jim.

dear secret universal plan,
today was good.
thanks,
love,
albie.

thanks ya'll,
for readin',
and being around, an' that....
i hope all my ninjas had time to appreciate what is today,
today is the day for it,
but so is tomorrow,
(leftovers and holdovers, represent!)
i am grateful for the time i have been given;
never quiet, never soft....