27 November 2003
Thanksgiving by KayLynn, Manhattan, Thursday, 27 November
After my Thanksgiving plans fell apart at the last minute, KayLynn graciously reopened her invitation to eat and şmues by her. Each guest had a different topic written inside his folded placecard, so we sat around the table telling stories. I got to tell the story of my grandmother’s kugl [קוגל]. (Stop me if you’ve heard it before.) K. L. is a marvelous cook who presented her juicy breast to the assembled guests. Her potatoes and gravy were top-drawer. The only things that could compare to the fabulous meal were the fabulous desserts (pecan/bourbon and pumpkin/ginger pies). More chitchat and belching followed. Finally, we strolled and swung in Carl Schurz Park. A lovelier time could not have been had. Thank you very much, KayLynn.
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