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Sugarless Thanksgiving???

In Poland, we never celebrate Thanksgiving on the actual day. It isn't a national holiday, so of course, we all have to do our normal jobs on the day. It seems a little weird, but I think we've adjusted.

We invited all our English students for a traditional Thanksgiving meal on Friday night. I made the pumpkin pies. The first two turned out glossy and moist. The next two looked drier, but absolutely beautiful. Hmm! I thought. Must be because I cut down on the cream in the second two. As I was cutting them, by mistake a sliver came off in my hand. I popped it in my mouth. Ugghhh! Something was wrong. No sugar!!!! I had forgotten to add the sugar. Well, since the first two were beautiful, we cut them in small pieces and served them. They got raves.

But the next day, Saturday, we opened our home to the team for our yearly Turkey dinner. Everything was delicious as usual, and we all felt stuffed. But the pumpkin pies???? Have you ever tasted them without sugar??? All the spices, but no flavor. Blahhhh! But we smothered them with whipped cream, and joked about our diabetic pie and ate them anyway. Maybe next year....

Our English students enjoying a traditional American Thankgiving

And our team in our livingroom

Robin carving the turkey

Happy Thankgiving everyone!!!

Comments

jump4joy said…
Enjoyed the pictures. And I am glad you had at least two good pies to serve to the English students. I am glad to get this glimpse into your life again. God bless you all and may His hand of love be felt by all. Lorene
Anonymous said…
yay for pictures (: Looking forward to getting to know you all next month!

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