We’re leaving to go to the burbs for a few days, to rest up before the madness of the holidays hit. Next week is sort of killer and Mark baked almost 90 pumpkin pies this morning for the Boathouse restaurant, all before 10am. For this reason, Thanksgiving tends to be a day of rest and not of cooking. Thank god for mom!
This year has had its share of ups and downs – and the low points were the lowest of the low – but we’re thankful for our family, our friends, our customers and supporters, and also all of you for encouraging us to keep going.
Happy Thanksgiving to all our American readers! I’m getting ready to put on my elastic-waist Thanksgiving pants!