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	<title>Comments on: Thanksgiving Stories</title>
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	<description>Adventures in Decorating, Thrifting, Cooking &#38; Gardening</description>
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		<title>By: Cheri Peoples</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-32089</link>
		<dc:creator>Cheri Peoples</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 13:56:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rhoda-this is too funny--I would love to have you post this to my Thanksgiving Traditions party-it&#039;s up till Thanksgiving.

Cheri</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rhoda-this is too funny&#8211;I would love to have you post this to my Thanksgiving Traditions party-it&#8217;s up till Thanksgiving.</p>
<p>Cheri</p>
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		<title>By: Boo Boo Romero</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-32039</link>
		<dc:creator>Boo Boo Romero</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 14:02:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Once when I was about three or four years old, my grandma was in her kitchen cooking Thanksgiving dinner.  She had fresh collard greens in her sink washing them and when to baste he Turkey.  My grandma&#039;s sister in-law walked into the Kitchen, packed her mouth with snuff, and spit in my grandma&#039;s collard greens.  All you could hear was rumbling as my grandma&#039;s fat sister in-law took off running toward the front door.  When I looked up, my grandma was chasing her with the ax she used to chop the turkey and ham bones.  It wasn&#039;t funny then, but in retrospect, it became the joke of our Thanksgiving dinners.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Once when I was about three or four years old, my grandma was in her kitchen cooking Thanksgiving dinner.  She had fresh collard greens in her sink washing them and when to baste he Turkey.  My grandma&#8217;s sister in-law walked into the Kitchen, packed her mouth with snuff, and spit in my grandma&#8217;s collard greens.  All you could hear was rumbling as my grandma&#8217;s fat sister in-law took off running toward the front door.  When I looked up, my grandma was chasing her with the ax she used to chop the turkey and ham bones.  It wasn&#8217;t funny then, but in retrospect, it became the joke of our Thanksgiving dinners.</p>
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		<title>By: Sandra C. Busher</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-32031</link>
		<dc:creator>Sandra C. Busher</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 03:52:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Your collection of Thanksgiving stories is priceless.  Thanks for doing this.  It&#039;s just great!  Here is a story told by Barbara Humphreys who lives in the Cape Cod area:  &quot;For a Thanksgiving disaster it didn&#039;t get much worse but of course we were thankful to be together and now can look back and laugh about it. What happened was my sister Nancy decided to host Thanksgiving dinner and she was brave to do so since she is known to be the type who doesn&#039;t cook - at all. She asked my other sister for assistance. Among all the other instructions Tricia gave to Nancy was to first wash the turkey to prepare it for stuffing and cooking. Nancy did just that because as we ate the turkey we could taste the soap that she used to WASH the turkey..... We ended up not being able to eat it and just had the other fixings.&quot;

You can also find some terrific Thanksgiving stories (both funny and nostalgic) at http://www.thanksgiving-food-gifts.com/remembering-thanksgiving-memories-of-thanksgiving  The one I like is about the kitten.
Sandra</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Your collection of Thanksgiving stories is priceless.  Thanks for doing this.  It&#8217;s just great!  Here is a story told by Barbara Humphreys who lives in the Cape Cod area:  &#8220;For a Thanksgiving disaster it didn&#8217;t get much worse but of course we were thankful to be together and now can look back and laugh about it. What happened was my sister Nancy decided to host Thanksgiving dinner and she was brave to do so since she is known to be the type who doesn&#8217;t cook &#8211; at all. She asked my other sister for assistance. Among all the other instructions Tricia gave to Nancy was to first wash the turkey to prepare it for stuffing and cooking. Nancy did just that because as we ate the turkey we could taste the soap that she used to WASH the turkey&#8230;.. We ended up not being able to eat it and just had the other fixings.&#8221;</p>
<p>You can also find some terrific Thanksgiving stories (both funny and nostalgic) at <a href="http://www.thanksgiving-food-gifts.com/remembering-thanksgiving-memories-of-thanksgiving" rel="nofollow">http://www.thanksgiving-food-gifts.com/remembering-thanksgiving-memories-of-thanksgiving</a>  The one I like is about the kitten.<br />
Sandra</p>
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		<title>By: Lauren</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-31998</link>
		<dc:creator>Lauren</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 19:15:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rhody - i dislocated my elbow that one thanksgiving!  i considered it a disaster.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rhody &#8211; i dislocated my elbow that one thanksgiving!  i considered it a disaster.</p>
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		<title>By: Abbie</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-31939</link>
		<dc:creator>Abbie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 01:47:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Growing up, the only decoration was the food! That&#039;ll be the same around here for now, unless I use a tablecloth! And where do you put the food if you have all the arrangements? In the other room? On the HUGE buffet? I like being able to all sit down and stay there. (yeah, right, I have three small kids, but still, the idea that I could stay ... for a week ... and not get hungry!)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Growing up, the only decoration was the food! That&#8217;ll be the same around here for now, unless I use a tablecloth! And where do you put the food if you have all the arrangements? In the other room? On the HUGE buffet? I like being able to all sit down and stay there. (yeah, right, I have three small kids, but still, the idea that I could stay &#8230; for a week &#8230; and not get hungry!)</p>
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		<title>By: Tracey</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-31764</link>
		<dc:creator>Tracey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 06:29:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Close to twenty years ago, I was helping my sister clean up after she hosted Thanksgiving dinner at her home. The electric knife slipped off the counter, and without thinking I grabbed it...by the blade. So, off to the emergency room we went. Here&#039;s the funny part, I am sitting in the waiting room, my hand wrapped up in a towel, the door opens and a man comes out with his hand all wrapped up in a bandage. We made eye contact in that soul mate kind of way, and he softly whispered to me &quot;electric knife?&quot;. I nodded yes. We both started cracking up.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Close to twenty years ago, I was helping my sister clean up after she hosted Thanksgiving dinner at her home. The electric knife slipped off the counter, and without thinking I grabbed it&#8230;by the blade. So, off to the emergency room we went. Here&#8217;s the funny part, I am sitting in the waiting room, my hand wrapped up in a towel, the door opens and a man comes out with his hand all wrapped up in a bandage. We made eye contact in that soul mate kind of way, and he softly whispered to me &#8220;electric knife?&#8221;. I nodded yes. We both started cracking up.</p>
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		<title>By: Heather</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-31762</link>
		<dc:creator>Heather</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 05:53:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I love that last table setting with flower pots and stand...how precious is that! I love it! (This sounds terrible but...) My family uses sturdy paper plates and plastic cups to make clean up easier. I don&#039;t think we have ever used pretty china.  My Mom and Dad have always hosted all the holidays and cook all the food themselves. My sister and I don&#039;t like traditional Thanksgiving food, so we usually have steaks, potatoes &amp; salad instead.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I love that last table setting with flower pots and stand&#8230;how precious is that! I love it! (This sounds terrible but&#8230;) My family uses sturdy paper plates and plastic cups to make clean up easier. I don&#8217;t think we have ever used pretty china.  My Mom and Dad have always hosted all the holidays and cook all the food themselves. My sister and I don&#8217;t like traditional Thanksgiving food, so we usually have steaks, potatoes &amp; salad instead.</p>
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		<title>By: Julia @ Hooked on Houses</title>
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		<dc:creator>Julia @ Hooked on Houses</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Nov 2009 00:44:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh, my gosh, that&#039;s hilarious about the car running over the turkey. I&#039;ve never had fried turkey, but I&#039;d love to try it sometime (without the tire marks, thanks!).

Love these photos. Such beautiful tables for Thanksgiving! We&#039;re traveling to my in-laws&#039; for the holiday, so I won&#039;t have a chance to do anything festive with my own table.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh, my gosh, that&#8217;s hilarious about the car running over the turkey. I&#8217;ve never had fried turkey, but I&#8217;d love to try it sometime (without the tire marks, thanks!).</p>
<p>Love these photos. Such beautiful tables for Thanksgiving! We&#8217;re traveling to my in-laws&#8217; for the holiday, so I won&#8217;t have a chance to do anything festive with my own table.</p>
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		<title>By: Cara@HomespunKitchen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Cara@HomespunKitchen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:16:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>These are all gorgeous, but my fave is the rustic table with the red accents.  I loooooove me some red, lol!  I became a follower, would love to have you stop by sometime!!

Blessings,
Cara</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>These are all gorgeous, but my fave is the rustic table with the red accents.  I loooooove me some red, lol!  I became a follower, would love to have you stop by sometime!!</p>
<p>Blessings,<br />
Cara</p>
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		<title>By: Rose</title>
		<link>http://southernhospitalityblog.com/thanksgiving-stories/comment-page-1/#comment-31754</link>
		<dc:creator>Rose</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 23:11:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Very lovely tablescapes, Rhoda. We didn&#039;t do fancy at our house either. The table was filled with food, the room was filled with love and laughter. Perfect! Personally, I don&#039;t care for a lot of stuff all over the table; in the wrong hands, it looks too contrived, too artificial, too much like a retail store or catalog instead of a comfortable, loving home. (Some people&#039;s Christmas decor looks very commercial instead of home-like, too.) Give me loved ones gathered around and I&#039;m happy.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Very lovely tablescapes, Rhoda. We didn&#8217;t do fancy at our house either. The table was filled with food, the room was filled with love and laughter. Perfect! Personally, I don&#8217;t care for a lot of stuff all over the table; in the wrong hands, it looks too contrived, too artificial, too much like a retail store or catalog instead of a comfortable, loving home. (Some people&#8217;s Christmas decor looks very commercial instead of home-like, too.) Give me loved ones gathered around and I&#8217;m happy.</p>
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