Thanksgiving is full of memories for me! My parents, although divorced for years, have always shared the day with their new families and old! Stepparents, ex-inlaws, step siblings, everyone as one big family!
Thanksgiving is not the same without Waldorf salad that my grandmother makes. It has become a joke because I love it so much. Every year, my father makes a turkey for the top of it out of an apple and toothpicks. And then there is my mom and I! We fight over the turkey guts and stand there like fools ripping them apart with our teeth over the sink! And then, every year, she sttempts to teach me how to make decent gravy out of the turkey drippings. When is she gonna learn?!!!