Thanksgiving is practically upon us. Yay!
I’m deliriously happy.
This is the holiday I live for.
Ron and I host between 18-28 guests for a formal sit-down meal each year in our home. In the early years, we’d move all of our family room furniture to the garage and set up long tables in their place. Once we replaced the tired two-tiered deck in the backyard with a large charcoal, stamped concrete pad and a large gazebo, we’ve held our festivities outside. Surprisingly, it makes a magical space in the fall. Permanent cafe lights strung zig zag under the gazebo and around the patio set the perfect mood. We offer fuzzy socks and blankets for those who snuggle by the fire. In case of rain, we use a pop-up tent to cover the firepit and circular seating, and commercial heaters warm the space toasty.