Cornucopia

Imagine two elderly spinsters and their petite little cousins planning to share their Thanksgiving dinner. It will be elegant. Tablecloths, fancy table settings, and sweetly intimate.

Fearing their brother might find himself alone they decide to share their delicate morsels by inviting him and all should have been happy in Twoville.

But the uncle asks if he can bring his former wife and, of course, they say, "Yes! An extra plate is no trouble at all."

Of course after that he has to ask if she can bring her housemate who will otherwise be all alone on such a holiday and they graciously invite her too.

Soon after that he calls to say his youngest son has nowhere to go, can he come too? And the ladies begin to readjust the furniture and food in their minds, wondering exactly how they might graciously manage to stretch things this far on their limited budget.

Thanksgiving Day finally arrives, bringing the four original ladies together ready to greet five linebackers worthy of the Green Bay Packers. The dainty dinner has now expanded to feed five extra people whose shoulders barely fit through the dining room door, whose average height is a bit over 6' 1", whose average weight is somewhere around 250 pounds each!

The food, originally planned to feed four average to small people begins to look like a reproduction of the first Thanksgiving. Now there are two tables, a turkey, a ham, vats of potatoes and stuffing, cauldrons of noodles along with several pumpkin pies, two bowls of cranberries, baskets of rolls, tons of Irish butter, and gallons of vegetables . . .

and they hoped there was enough.