We were going to the mountain with the cooked turkey and all the trimmings. It's a bit complicated since iit's over the pond by ferry and critical timing of food as a warm mass in the hands of transport is dicey. Our daughter asked if we could bring some of our home made fruit wine from the cellar . It's not rot-gut, but it's not stellar either.
I usually serve that wine with family, but why is it that we take the people we love the best for granted and don't always provide what we prize the most? Why should we provide or reserve our quality wine for the dinner party with friends, who we like, but do not love, and settle for less with some of the most important people in our lives? The answer to that is obvious. Because we can !
Perhaps we should reevaluate where we put our "first fruits" . It's kind of a useful question we pose ourselves as a new thanks giving thought for today. Too soon old, too late smart.