Category Archives: National Day of Mourning

As The Tryptophan Sedates

Posted on November 22, 2018 by soitgoes1984

Turkey is bitter that’s why there’s cranberry sauce heaps and heaps of it to sweeten the taste and make history palatable   so we’ll be happy as the tryptophan sedates the whole family and we cheer as a pop star … Continue reading →

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For Tradition’s Sake

Posted on November 22, 2018 by soitgoes1984

  From Plymouth Rock to Standing Rock, the west has rolled from sea to sea, with cultures in our wake yet we take pride in the meals we make   for traditions sake on the fourth Thursday every November. As … Continue reading →

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