





Our second year of marriage started on a down note since after working at Polaris for four years I was asked to leave. After being bored for the first couple of weeks, I soon adapted to the freedoms of unemployment. In some ways, this extra time was a blessing as I was able to make a number of trips to visit Andrew as he hiked the
I had posted this picture on my blog to show what a table set for 26 looked like, and I also commented about the tomato juice. Someone asked what the story was behind the juice. Not knowing, I made a phone call to Mum. Here’s what I found out.
They always had the tomato juice on Thanksgiving as well. She's not sure if it started with her grandmother or her aunt. But it was always there. Kind of like an appetizer. They would have that while Uncle Thornton would carve the turkey and then they would drink cider with their meal.
I find it interesting though, that even though people are from the same family, Aunt Cathrine serves the tomato juice, but when we have T-day at Meg’s house it isn't served. Although the sight of tomato juice on a Thanksgiving table isn't foreign to me, if I were to host it certainly would not be something that I would think to include.