Joined friends at a restaurant this year for a mid-day Thanksgiving meal. Ate too much and too rich, but one day out of hundreds won't kick me out of my groove. I'm actually much too full to even consider dinner tonight beyond some more water to help flush out my system. Did get an interesting idea for a salad -- roasted butternut squash, pears, kale and baby spinach, with a little grated well-aged grana padano and some toasted nuts, and what would have been a balsamic vinagrette dressing that was made with a mix of pure maple syrup and apple vinegar instead of balsamic. Very nice, and I should have gotten 2-3 of those instead of the pureed cauliflower made with heavy cream. But I didn't. And, oh, the cauliflower was luscious with the roasted cippolini onions & swiss chard. Just so rich, though.
Thankful to have friends to celebrate the holiday with. Thankful that after another heart scare this week, things have calmed down again and I'm feeling stronger than I had been over the past 2-3 weeks. Thankful for a warm bed and a strong roof over my head and the ability to complain about eating too much food instead of wondering if I will have enough.