“Washing dishes from spaghetti dinner to welcome the Cuz’s for the beginning of Cuz-giving!”
What’s Cuzgiving without the inaugural spaghetti dinner? It’s nothing, people. Nothing. Mom has had a much stronger hand in Cuzgiving this year, including hosting the opening gala spaghetti dinner, and continuing on to crafting two casseroles for our consumption. Honestly, I have no scruples about taking advantage of her hearty hospitality because it is delicious. And when things are delicious, the guilt melts away and blends with the imminent regret of eating too much, which ends up being a much bigger demon to wrestle with in the end because it has a longer lasting gastrointestinal effect.