Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday hands down. No questions asked. It is an entire day that is about food. And not just any food, my favorite kinds of food: earthy, fall-y, squash-y, nutmeg-y infused food. And then there is pie. Pumpkin pie to be exact. Nough said. The one thing that I would change though, and that I fully intend to mandate when I become grown up enough to host this spectacular endeavor of both cooking and eating, is that stretchy pants are not only welcome – they are mandatory. I mean, when is there not a better time to wear 4-way stretch, high-wicking fabric? Sure, wear some snazzy earrings, slap on some cologne – do whatever you need to do to look and feel Thanksgiving-top-notch, but then complete that experience with some stretchy pants. You will thank me for it later. Continue reading
Thanksgiving Gone Cave(WO)man
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