We have chosen to stay home for the bigly holiday feast next week. Suzanne is exhausted because she has been working her butt off at her office recently—working late even more than is her usual OCD work habit. And even though I am recovering well, I am in no shape to share a dinner table with any of the various bad germs that will surely accompany some of my friends and family at this time of year. I’m in no mood for any germs, no matter how much I love and appreciate the people o’ my life. TV dinner Thanksgiving Tie o’ the Day has given me an easy-peasy idea for next week’s holiday dinner: maybe I should keep it extremely simple, and just microwave a couple of frozen turkey dinners from the grocery store freezer. It would be an effortless, quiet change o’ pace. Of course, no matter what I finally plan to serve for our two-person Thanksgiving feast, I will most assuredly be making Mom’s traditional cheese bread in the traditional way. It is not advisable to cut corners on THE cheese bread, and it would not be a true T-giving without it. In fact, I should probably make two identical loaves of it, so we each have our own personal loaf. I wouldn’t want any knock-down, drag-out mayhem to occur over who got more of the precious cheese bread on a holiday which is meant to celebrate both gratitude and—apparently—gluttony. 🦃🧀🥖😜