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Horn of plenty

Like so many of you, I was in an airport on Thanksgiving eve. And since it was raining in both my departure and arrival cities, I ended up sitting on the tarmac…


Luckily, it was only a little over an hour. And I had the forethought to bring snacks. THE snack of the Thanksgiving holiday — Bugles corn chips.

Sure, we’ve all put them on our fingers at one time or another to look witchy, but on Turkey Day, they are the perfect little cornucopia of salty goodness.

I expect someone to make these for me.



I would gobble it up.

Happy 🍗 Day!


For 20 years, photographer Peter Thorpe has put his dog in costume for his annual holiday card — first Paddy and then Raggle have been dressed up and propped to celebrate the season.

No Photoshop allowed.














Poor puppy.

Seeing this display, I’m even more resolute to never dress up my dog for Halloween or Christmas.

And definitely not Thanksgiving.

Gobble gobble


Happy Thanksgiving from all of us at the Egg!

O Canada!

Columbus Day is a weird holiday.

I mean — if I worked in an office, I’d love the day off as much as the next person.  But celebrating the life of a man who enslaved and tortured Native Americans is a bit distasteful.

So today I pay tribute instead to a different holiday  —


Thank you, Canada, for so many amazing celebs who entertain us all in television and film —

Canada Actors


I’m know there are also female Canadian actors to be thankful for, but hey — it’s my blog.

I know what I like.


Montauk: Day One

Thanksgiving was a travel day for Lou, Rory and me.

Train, plane and rental car brought us to Montauk this afternoon. After we settled into our cottage, Lou and I enjoyed a holiday feast at Harvest on Fort Pond.

harvest on fort pondYes, I think we’re gonna like it here.

High school memories

People are being very thankful today on Facebook, which is nice.

One of my friends gave a shout out to high school teachers, and I couldn’t agree more!

I attended public school, and even during my high school years, my teachers easily spent half of their time disciplining students. Corporal punishment was still enforced back in my day, so lots of students were sent to the principal to get ‘licks.’

But some of the more creative teachers took a different route.

bookshelvesMy personal favorite?

I had an English teacher who would stick a kid who was misbehaving behind the bookcase and make them stand there for the rest of the class.

Yep.  This actually happened.

One kid — who shall remain nameless — stuck his arms and legs through the shelves and turned the bookshelves over on the rest of the classroom.

Come to think of it — that was the last time I saw her use that method.

Good gourd

Halloween is a little more than a month away, and I’m already pumpkin’ed out.

evil pumpkin

Pumpkin Swirl cheesecake.  Pumpkin cake donuts. Pumpkin Spice vodka.  And of course, the granddaddy of them all —

Starbucks’ pumpkin spice latte.

I hit the wall this week when I ran out of my regular shampoo and was forced to use a bottle in the cabinet of none other than…

Pumpkin Spice

I love the pie at Thanksgiving, but walking around as a pumpkin head?

No.  No, thank you.

On my block

Here’s a view of New York City that the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade coverage simply cannot provide…

No, you don’t need special New Yorker senses to see this —

You need 3D Artist and Motion designer JR Schmidt.

He created this New York City view using satellite imagery to break down the landscape into pixels and then replicate the block format with LEGO.  If you like the look, he has created an online store just in time for the holidays.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone!

Cook it yourself

Hosting Thanksgiving this year?

There’s an app for that.


Butterball, who has long provided a telephone hotline on Turkey Day to help panicked poultry purveyors, is entering the social media realm this holiday season with an app for Apple users.

That’s right, fellow Androidites. We’ll just have to muddle along old-school. No Butterball specialness for us.

We could chose to be offended, I suppose. Or take it as a sign from the turkey gods that we should be a guest at dinner instead.

Oh yes. I am likin’ the taste of that stuffing.