Mother/Daughter banquet spotlights jello exotica

Marcia in her milleu. She spends week days with Mom.

There was, of course, the traditional quintet: turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, gravy and green bean casserole. But that was just for the base.
Mom's magnificent Thanksgiving table groaned with a variety of other dishes, eagerly shared by the gathering. But the really big star? Jello! No, really, jello.
Not that Cher's yam bake wasn't wonderfully sweet and crunchy, nutty too. But the dish her mother, Marcia, referred to simply as "Jello" was the pièce de résistance.  And Marcia said it wasn't there for dessert, we could just eat it along with everything else. There were, after all, pies for dessert.

Show stealer on a plate

So we eagerly dipped into this cool molded surprise that had been mined with clumps of whole raspberries and mounted comfortably on a white fluffy bed, chock-a-block with salted pretzel bits -- a truly exotic adventure in ordinary ingredients.
Marcia's family joined in with the regular Kell Avenue gang, making it a warm and traditional dinner among caring loved ones. Marcia's husband, Mike, offered a Thanksgiving prayer, reminding us of the many blessings we have received during the past year.
Right up there on that lengthy list has to be Mom's every day caregivers.

Cher looks over her Mom's shoulder; she owns the Kell Avenue Welcome Home along with her husband, Chris, left, who knows enough to stay in the background at times like this.   :)