The lockdowns were still in place, and boredom had replaced the initial shock of it all.
Thanksgiving was around the corner, but that year the feast would be just for my husband, David, and me plus a neighbor.
That year, David arranged our garage so it functioned as an intimate yet socially distanced café for three.
As for the menu, I’ve never been a fan of traditional roast turkey—let’s be honest, it’s kind of bland and dry—and for three people, even the smallest turkey wouldn’t make sense.
I needed an alternative that was practical but festive enough to bring some much-needed cheer.