tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940884510818603518.post9083411833031832399..comments2024-01-14T16:49:25.452-05:00Comments on ChumpletWrites: A Holiday to Treasure (or Forget)Sandra Cormierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00231342310371529022noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940884510818603518.post-90313730769158852142009-11-29T17:12:06.717-05:002009-11-29T17:12:06.717-05:00I'm a veteran of both kinds, including putting...I'm a veteran of both kinds, including putting out a fire at the in-laws house long ago. You categorized the food and drink possibilities very well. :)BernardLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09722619048888613647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940884510818603518.post-66508488122404006192009-11-26T16:45:29.896-05:002009-11-26T16:45:29.896-05:00Sounds like a great Thanksgiving. I remember my fi...Sounds like a great Thanksgiving. I remember my first American Thanksgiving, visiting my brother who had married a girl from Buffalo. Her whole extended family was in the basement with its 6 tables and 3 stoves, and they all yelled, "How's it going, eh?" to their new Canadian relatives.Sandra Cormierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00231342310371529022noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5940884510818603518.post-55341897280351767532009-11-26T14:46:38.722-05:002009-11-26T14:46:38.722-05:00Getting all dressed up, going to Grandma's hou...Getting all dressed up, going to Grandma's house for Thanksgiving dinner in the basement because it's the only place in the house that is big enough to hold everyone.<br />Aunts in aprons, uncles loading up on beer, kids hiding under the table, and the dog begging, and bugging everyone.<br />Later everyone agreeing that it was a good time because nobody got mad and left, or got too drunk, and the home team won the football game.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com