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As we finish dressing the table, the room is dizzy with aromas and the turkey teases with a golden, honey-like translucence. Candles, nestled in poinsettia settings, provide a flickering, golden, almost magical light that’s refracted in windows, crystal and white tablecloth. I hear Leeza nearby, swinging the living room with laughter. Everyone is giddy from drink, mouth watering hunger and near impossible expectations. I wish you all a safe, Happy, Thanksgiving.

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