With last year’s Thanksgiving consisting of leftover pity meals from various charitable organizations (I was on assignment, working, after all), I’m already certain that T-day 2007 is off to a better start. Hot darjeeling tea with milk, granola cereal and staying indoors.

But now I put on my heavy winter coat and grab a bottle of wine, heading north to hike atop a river bluff prior to feasting with co-workers. I miss my family dearly, yet feel thankful to have something to miss.

Let Us Give Thanks. In Writing

At the Grown-Up Table

Thanksgiving finds two towns vying for their place in U.S. history