Why is it that every time you have a major gathering at your house, an appliance decides to croak?
No, we did not get hit by a freak snow storm.
These are the infamous Jungbauer potato dumplings --- THE most important part of a Jungbauer Thanksgiving dinner.
Father and son bond over the art of making the perfect dumpling.
On my side of the family, the only real holiday culinary tradition is trash . . .
This is the "trash" that Gramma Stands always brought to family gatherings along with her ginger-soy veggie dip. The tradition continues.
Today, however there was something even more appetizing ---- served chilled at 46 degrees but under a 60 degree sunny broiler:

Steve's brother Mike joined us from Minnesota with most of his family: Vicki, Aubrey, Ariel and Caleb. Add Eric, Angela and Gramma Bev and we had an even dozen.
Pre and post dinner entertainment.
Grampa Paul proposed to Gramma Mary by asking "Would you like to patch my pants for the rest of your life?"
Steve proposed to me in his JEEP with a bag of peanut M&M's in the exact spot and at the exact time that we had our first kiss.
Nate popped the question tonight and Tracy said YES!!!
(Details to follow --- we hope!)
I was in the middle of doing my first physical of the day, when I looked up and saw this new "medical journal" in the wall pocket of my exam room.
Inquiring minds want to know, so I immediately opened it up and started looking for the answer. Would you believe that some parasite tore the vital pages out?!?!?
Well, I guess I'm gonna have to spend my day off looking for the answer . . . . . and doing a better job of censoring what goes in my waiting rooms!
