I love the concept of Friendsgiving, a dinner you throw with your friends in the days leading up to Thanksgiving knowing you’ll have to spend time with your family on the actual day.

It’s more casual, less fussy, usually more wine is involved, and it’s far less political. You don’t have to worry about stepping on anyone’s toes when it comes to family tradition, and the awkward silences and stress over the seating chart seems to be greatly diminished. In all, it’s probably closer to what Thanksgiving aspires to be — a gathering with the people you love, filled with laughter and grateful hearts.

Because of it’s fluidity and inclusive attitude, Friendsgiving is also a time to get a little more playful with the menu.

I can’t help being a collector. It started with a flat file of paper products and quickly escalated to cupboards brimming with tea cups, plates, and silverware.

The possession of something lost in time has always intrigued me, whether it was an out of print book, a tea cup without a saucer, or some other strange flea market flotsam and jetsam that finds its way onto the shores of my kitchen. One moment it’s lost under a sea of old TV Guides, and the next it’s plucked out and put on my shelf, ready to be admired.

Items like these are usually found by a combination of persistence and luck, but with a bit of research you can make the hunt a lot more effective.

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