Yesterday at lunch time we ate our Middle School traditional Thanksgiving dinner, creamy squash soup, freshly roasted turkey breast with all the trimmings, arugula and spinach salad with pears and cranberries, cider, pumpkin pie, sitting by advisory groups with the advisors (I advise a group of 7th graders), at tables covered with cloth tablecloths, decorated with turkeys and paper flowers the kids made. (Yes, It is the kind of food we have in our cafeteria, our chef is incredible, most everything homemade by our school cooking team!...) It is such a great tradition, our "family" meal, where we have lovely conversations with the kids!
Needless to say, dinner was minimum for me after that lunch: a small bowl of goat's milk yogurt with a sprinkle of raw sugar.
This morning I am off until Monday, savouring my café au lait, with a prospect of a lemon/ginger/black currants scone later, with organic thickly sliced grilled bacon!
Life is good!
Elle*
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You will hear thunder and remember me,
And think: she wanted storms. The rim
Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson,
And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire.
Anna Akhmatova "White nights"
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