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FROM THE DESKDESK








      HOLIDAY MUSINGS






      PJ Kleffner, DTM

      Program Quality Director








      The connection between food and holidays was           the floor. I was horrified!
      clearly reflected in the theme for our last two        As she picked the turkey
      meetings at Babble-On Toastmasters. Last week          up and put it back on the
      it was “Dinner” and this week “Desserts”. I’m          platter, she turned to me and

      trying to pace myself, but we’re about halfway         growled, “Keep your mouth
      between Thanksgiving and Christmas as I write          shut. What they don’t know won’t
      this, and it feels like I’m losing the battle. As I    hurt them.” In that moment, my
      told someone this afternoon, “My fat pants are         illusions of the perfect homemaker

      now my regular pants.”                                 were shattered, but I was secretly
          Big holiday meals are a tradition for most of      amused as I watched my somewhat
      us. My mother grew up on a farm in Wyoming             germophobic older brother eat
      in the era when girls took sewing and home             turkey that had been on the kitchen

      economics classes so they could grow up to be          floor minutes earlier.
      good housewives and homemakers. My mother                  It occurred to me that “what they
      excelled in this regard. She made a lot of our         don’t know won’t hurt them” is a lesson we learn
      clothes when I was young, and she could turn           in Toastmasters. If we make a mistake, or leave

      out an amazing feast that was fit for a king. We       something out during a speech, the audience
      couldn’t fit all the food and people around the        doesn’t know – unless we tell them! In most
      kitchen table, so we started having our holiday        cases, they have no idea what we meant to say
      meals in the living room. My father put a 4 x          or do, so they have no idea that we messed it up.

      8-foot sheet of plywood on the table, which my             Another memorable Thanksgiving was a
      mother cleverly decorated with tablecloths.            bit more catastrophic. My father managed a
          One Thanksgiving when I was about ten              butcher shop, and he brought home a couple of
      years old, everyone was gathering to eat, and          the old butcher blocks when they bought new

      I happened to be the only other person in the          ones. It was a bit crowded with both of them
      kitchen as my mother was transferring a huge           in our kitchen and my mother mentioned that
      turkey from the pan to a serving platter. The          we should move one of them to the basement.
      turkey hit the platter and slid right off onto         Without our knowledge, or asking anyone to




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