When I think of Thanksgiving, my mind goes back to cold, clear, and frosty mornings at my grandparents' house. The drive from home to the place where the feast would take place was filled with amplified anticipation. Oh, I knew what was waiting for us inside that warm and cozy home. What was awaiting you ask? Well, When I think of Thanksgiving, my mind goes back to cold, clear, and frosty mornings at my grandparents' house. The drive from home to the place where the feast would take place was filled with amplified anticipation. Oh, I knew what was waiting for us inside that warm and cozy home. What was awaiting you ask? Well,