Thanksgiving is a time of family, friends, and loved ones. A time of celebration. A time of gratitude and rest. It’s also, of course, a time of food. And unfortunately, it is often a time of horrid, disgusting food, for which I am not grateful and which leaves me in a state of unrest and sorrow.
While I could turn my ire toward marshma…
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