Politely raising my hand. Erm…I’m an Ukraine sympathizer here. Anything going on in Gaza has been/is happening in Ukraine, too. And I’m profoundly thankful I’ve led a dull life. (Comparatively speaking.)
M’neice always has individual menus printed up in colour in an elegant script with food described in elegant French cuisine terms. Each is tucked into a folded napkin. Not a lot of work but elevates a good meal into a special occasion.
Don¡t know who was first but timing is based on climate. Harvest is over in the Great White North in October and everyone was settling in with one last feast before being snowbound and eating stored food.
Once again in a cartoon about the DeGroots and the grandmotherly Mrs Horner, the Bernice Haters have to jump in. This is a nice tableau, despite the juvenile swipe at brother Brad.
Well explained.