Nothing says “thanks” better than olive fingers

A milestone of sort was achieved today. There is the moment in every parent’s life when they become the guest at holiday gatherings. It happened to the Dawn Jogger today. She drove over the Julie and John’s recently purchased home where they cooked their first full Thanksgiving dinner together. Of course, traditions endure. None more important than putting pitted olives on ones fingers…

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