It's a holiday weekend here: Thanksgiving. Therefore, I shall have to trek across the field later on and give thanks at the bar. I shall toast our heroic forefathers who landed upon our rocky shores, after suffering numerous hardships during a perilous voyage, and set forth to grow turkeys...Wait a minute, that's somebody else' s holiday. Anyway, cheers.
I just prepared the potatoes, carrots, turnip, and parsnip. Mrs stewey can do the rest. Just got a message saying that an ambulance was dispatched to the bar around noon: I do hope that it wasn't for the bartender:)