That calls for a roaring fire, a pot of something scrumptious simmering on the stove, the sounds of a football game in the background and me fluffing and fussing around the house.....getting ready for the kids to arrive home this FRIDAY......
But, first....I must make my way to my cooking class at Williams Sonoma.
With a quick stop at Starbucks beforehand, of course.
My forever friend Debbie and I.....doing our November Sunday morning ritual.
(yes, that's Debbie and I....rocking the 70's.....before we became such domesticated divas....)Today, the class is all about an intimate Thanksgiving.
Forgive me, Mr. Williams of Sonoma but I am so over the intimate dinners around here.
I am so looking forward to the hustle and bustle of a full house with many smiling faces around
the table.
What's that something scrumptious that will be simmering on my stove today?
Sauce with baby meatballs. Which I will pour over a wonderful bowl of polenta later today.
With a luscious glass of Francis Coppola's deep and soothing Claret.
Kicking off a week of anticipation here in Judiland.
May your Sunday be filled with wonderful flavors and the thrill of looking forward to a week that holds something special.....
4 comments:
oh drool, that does sound scrumptious. Love the pic. I agree, Thanksgiving is for family and friends. Intimate is for other occasions. Enjoy your Sunday my dear.
I love your blogs--Sounds right to me!
I'm coming to your house. The sauce and meatballs sound scrumptious and I love love love Frances Coppola wines. We always order it when we are out somewhere.
Love the picture. Just oozes attitude. So cool.
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