As I kneaded the dough, I thought of my mother and my grandmother and her mother before her who did the very same thing. It gave my good feelings! Every year a day before Thanksgiving I make egg noodles from scratch, following the recipe written in my mother’s beautiful cursive handwriting. Making noodles for a large family is messy and time consuming and not the healthiest food choice, so I make them only once a year. Although this year our family won’t be dining together face to face, we are making our traditional dishes. May we all find a way, even this year, to share God’s blessings with family and friends and those not so fortunate as ourselves. We have so much to be thankful for!
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