…from the happiest – or, certainly the most crowded – place on earth. For only the second time in adult memory, we broke the rules. We grabbed my Mom, hopped a plane, headed south and spent a vaguely magical, turkey-free Thanksgiving with the Mouse.
Uncle Walt must think I’m not getting enough magic, because my laptop refuses to connect to their Interwebs. Thus the first-ever Simmer report from my iPhone, short, sweet and hoping this thing works.
Wherever you are, I hope you enjoyed a marvelous holiday with people you love and food you adore. And since I missed a proper stuffed, basted and cranberried feast, feel free to recap yours! From sunny, surreal, frizzy-haired Florida, wishing you and yours the best.