We spent the day like many in this country.. trying to eat the remains of thanksgiving meal.. As i type that, I realize that is an insensitive thin to say.. .. there are always folks who go hungry.. this year the folks that were displaced by Hurricane Sandy are much on our minds..

we did do our best to crowd around the table for a few communal meals while Ma and his friends are here in town.. They made a great brunch around a dish called sohshoska.. a spicy Israeli/Arab egg stew.. very delicious

then at dinner, out came the leftovers.. more than 6 kinds of startch.. pasta, potatoes, stuffin. sweet potatoes, bread,…

which we finished off with cake in a late celebration of Jac’s birthday

It’s been so nice having max and his friends here..having Raya here..  having our whole family here..

beyond food, I realize that i’m having some emotional leftovers as well. The first part of the week was full of activity and love around our memories of Sam.. somehow in  the last two days , some of the mourning part of marking the anniversary have caught up with me. I found my self in a quiet and sad place these last few days.. Its a feeling that used to come over me regularly.. but happens much less now.. I have to jst sit and wit for it to pass.. and i know it will…

just like the leftovers …

nite all, nite sam

-me