Yes, we would celebrate.
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A pandemic thanksgiving
Christmas Lobsters
How we started our most cherished Christmas tradition!
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Holiday in Limbo
Holiday in Limbo
It’s hard to believe but with the passing of the generations I’m now the family matriarch.
It’s not my great-uncle Sid leading Seder but my husband, not my aunt Babs cooking Rosh Hashanah dinner but me, not my dad carving the Thanksgiving turkey but my son.
But will he this year? A 4-5 hour drive and several states away, we’re not sure it’s worth the risk. So we’re keeping an eye on the CDC and our state’s changing Covid regulations, and maybe he’ll come for Hanukkah instead and we’ll have latkes with our turkey.
Happy holiday everyone and please stay safe!
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– Dana Susan Lehrman
What’s That Smell?!
My first Thanksgiving as a married woman, I invited my in-laws to our tiny apartment. I bought a Ready-to-Cook turkey, unwrapped it and stuck it in the oven, as instructed. I folded up the couch-bed and readied the living room to receive guests. I made the stuffing, cooked the yams, opened the cranberry sauce and sliced it nicely onto a platter. After a couple of hours, my husband came back from his medical school gynecology shift and asked, “What’s that smell?” He opened the oven, slid the turkey out, reached into its crotch and pulled out the smoking giblet bag.
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