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I Absolutely Adore Thanksgiving. It's The Only Holiday I Insist On Making Myself.

The Dirty Little Secret Is That I Grew Up In A Household Where There Were No Carbohydrates Allowed, Ever. No Cookies, No Bread, No Potatoes, No Rice. My Mother Was Very Extreme In Terms Of What She Served. Since I Left Home More Than 40 Years Ago, I've Been Making It Right For Myself.

I Measure Everything, Because I Always Think That If I've Spent So Much Time Making Sure This Recipe Was Exactly The Way I Want It, Why Would I Want To Throw Things Into A Pot?

I've Taught Myself How To Use Good, Fresh Ingredients And To Prepare Them As Simply As Possible By Cooking Only To Enhance Their Intrinsic Flavors.

Take One Flower That You Like And Get Lots Of Them. And Don't Try To 'arrange' Them. It's Surprisingly Hard To Do A Flower Arrangement The Way A Florist Does One. Instead, Bunch Them All Together Or Put Them In A Series Of Small Vases All Down The Table.