Thanksgiving dinner was over, the guests left, and I remembered the stuffing and couldn’t find it. Then I looked in the oven that I had turned off and there it was.
I took the casserole out of the oven and the stuffing was hard as a brick. I made extra for Brad, as he loves it the most. Guess all that came out of the turkey was enough.
Other than that, everything went very well. I made candle holders out of large apples, and table cloths were remnants. The tables looked nice.
Everyone brought something and the food was absolutely delicious.
Thankful for everything.