It’s Thanksgiving time. It’s Turkey Time.
This afternoon, David and I are off to Savannah, GA to spend Thanksgiving with his family.
I’ve volunteered to decorate the table. And bake. I’m a baker, not a cook. I’m also an eater. This morning while everyone else was at Target buying canned cranberries and aluminum tins, I was buying new stretchy pants. Hey, they’re a Thanksgiving necessity. But anyway back to the table. When I think of a southern Thanksgiving table (and Savannah), I picture lots of charm. A classic table setting with Mason jars and mismatched antique serving pieces alongside your fanciest china. The color scheme is inspired by peaches (duh), ranging from bright orangey reds to deep caramel browns (and complimentary blues). Of course there will be pumpkins, leaves, feathers, pine cones, and other coordinating fall decor. I want to give these placecards a try.
Let’s talk about Million Dollar Decorators next week. I’m sure there will be a marathon on this weekend. A good time to eat leftovers and get caught up.
Have a happy Thanksgiving, my fantastic readers! I’m so thankful for YOU!
P.S. Anyone know the rest of the song from the blog title? That’s right, it’s a song. How about who sings it? Remember this one?
Photo credits: Row One: Joshua Kristal via South Brooklyn Post, The Tablescaper and Martha Stewart, Row Two: Martha Stewart, Raceytay via Etsy, and FEAST, Row Three: Pretty Girl Food, Real Simple, and BHG.