Show m Over The River And Through The Woods By ELIZABETH C. WALKER Ever since I could remember having a dining room table of my own I had cooked and served huge Thanksgiving dinners to friends and now our sons were married and living too far away to come home for the and I decided I was at last going to be SO I declared I would not cook a Thanksgiving dinner for anybody 1 My husband and I would drive away from the and eat ina swank housewifery got a bit the better of I had won a turkey in a local and had stuffed so just before we left I turned the oven on to degrees and slipped my foil-wrapped bird in to be cooking while we were I also had a pumpkin cranberry sauce and all the other trimmings in the in dressed in our nicest clothes we started The sun was shining as we drove we had in mind Ma and Pas on the highway near while not was a lovely place to Gaily we drove into the empty parking lot and saw the for A little we canvassed but it was closed we drove to Brigham surely Maddox would be Foiled nothing was open in Brigham The day was still brighter than we were right We decided to try Logan and Blue My a was beginning to and I was trying to think of someone we knew and could surprise with unexpected company for when I spied a Chinese-American restaurant with its front door We decided if we could get just a sandwich and it would hold us until we got home and maybe something would be open by now on the way So we parked and went AND HERE started one of the funniest experiences we had ever We went in and sat at one of three small tables with a clean white cloth on And we had a most delicious Thanksgiving well cooked and excellently On the other side of the dining room we noticed the booths were filled with four to a eating their A large man had the end booth all to My husband wonder what they are smiling about when they look I its because I am giving them the motherly I am the only woman you They finished their pumpkin and got lined up two by and with the big man leading and a big policeman bringing up the marched WE HAD had our Thanksgiving dinner with all the prisoners of the Logan City How is that for a swank restaurant we got in the car nothing was but when we were down the canyon a little Easton drove to the side of the road and stopped the Then we laughed until we were AT as we were nibbling on our own my husband put forth an order to his you ever decide not to cook a Thanksgiving dinner what kind of a holiday would it be without warmed up turkey and dressing for breakfast the next |