The Changing Roles of Men on Thanksgiving

She handed him a plate to dry. "Did your father do dishes?"

"Only on Thanksgiving." Rafe polished off the plate, set it aside.

"Buck MacKade was a man's man."

The Return of Rafe MacKade 

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My father was a couch potato. My husband makes the whipped potatoes.

In her exploration of gender roles at Thanksgiving, author Linda Lowen asked:

“Could a holiday so clearly rooted in patriarchal traditions ever evolve into a more gender equitable celebration?”

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“The pie looks great. Did you make it, Ma K?”“I did. If Maureen’s in the kitchen, I’ll take it back to her.”“We’ve got the women in the kitchen where they belong.” He winked. “The men are in the media room watching the game as per Brown family tradition. Let me take you back, get you a drink.”


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“They’re wonderful. Charming and fun. Batman and Robin?”

Kay strolled over. “Mal gave me those for Mother’s Day back when he was about twelve. 
Gave me those humping dogs, too—didn’t think I’d put them out. 
He was sixteen then, I think, and trying to get my goat. I got his.” 
She glanced back, grinned at him and the

memory. “Embarrassed the hell out of him when I put them on the shelf.”

Happy Ever After

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We’ve also got 10 great ideas to treat your mom right—from a yummy breakfast in bed to a beautiful bouquet made of symbolic flowers.

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"Right after I find something tasteful for my mother," she promised, and she proved as good as her word.

Some fifteen minutes later, she chose an ebony pin crusted with pearls. It was a very mature, very elegant piece in faultless taste.

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Finger Food for New Year's Eve

With a sigh of pure sensual greed, Shelby popped a chilled shrimp into her mouth. 
"I don't know what this is," she murmured, giving a tiny hors d'oeuvre a close study. "Have a taste and tell me." 
Intrigued, Alan bit into the finger food she held to his mouth. 
"Pate wrapped in pastry with a touch of chestnut." 
"Hmm. Okay." Shelby devoured the rest of it. 


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Holiday Appetizer Buffet Recipes

Ranging from elegant seafood nibbles to hearty picks like meatballs, hot dips, and deviled eggs, these Christmas appetizer recipes were chosen specifically for this season's most festive gatherings. Find finger buffet ideas for easygoing holiday nibbles-and-sips parties, Christmas appetizer ideas to kick off a grand holiday feast, and more ways to irresistibly celebrate the season, bite by bite.

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“With a little class. I made fancy hors d‟oeuvres.” 

“Pigs in a blanket?”

 When she laughed, tossing back her head the way she did, he poked her. 

“I like pigs in a blanket.” 

“You‟re not getting them tonight.” 

Happy Ever After

Salt and Pepper Shakers

Her collection of salt and pepper shakers filled the shelf on the wall over a bench he‟d made in high school wood shop.

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“Oh, I love these.” Carrying her wine, Parker stepped to the salt and pepper shakers. 

She meant it, Malcolm concluded with considerable surprise. He‟d gotten good at detecting her polite tone and her genuine pleasure. 

There were fancy ones, funny ones, and, he guessed the most polite term would be, risqué ones. 

“I started collecting them right after I got married. Something small I could pack up whenever we moved.Then I got a little carried away.” 

“They‟re wonderful. Charming and fun. Batman and Robin?” 

Kay strolled over. “Mal gave me those for Mother‟s Day back when he was about twelve. Gave me those humping dogs, too—didn‟t think I‟d put them out. He was sixteen then, I think, and trying to get my goat. I got his.” She glanced back, grinned at him and the memory. “Embarrassed the hell out of him when I put them on the shelf.”

Happy Ever After

Best Snack Ever

She winked. 

“With a little class. I made fancy hors d‟oeuvres.” 

“Pigs in a blanket?”

 When she laughed, tossing back her head the way she did, he poked her. 

“I like pigs in a blanket.” 

“You‟re not getting them tonight.” 

Happy Ever After

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Pigs-In-The-Blanket, Best Snack Ever 

To my mind, having a steady supply of pastry-wrapped pork products close to hand is a sign of advanced intelligence. Because no matter which guests my sister has over at her place—be they grandparents or little nieces and nephews; food-loving lawyers, cops, or advertising executives; farmers, chefs, or restaurant owners; or me—it seems that all of them (excepting vegetarians, though I have seen even a few of those make exceptions for these little piggies) will unabashedly gobble up pigs-in-the-blanket. 

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