So there we were, the 15 of us, in a 3 bedroom cabin in the woods among lodgepole pines and cedar, miniscule reserves of frozen snow, dark starry nights, fresh bright days, and time on our hands. Amidst the comings and goings, the conversations, illness and wellness, games, music, and even a fire truck, one truth remains: nothing compares to family.
Best. Dinner.
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