When I lifted my favorite old cookbook from the shelf today, a bunch of 3x5 cards fell out. Each held my own handwriting and the year the menu was served. By far, the most menus were for Thanksgiving,ironically,since that is one menu that changes the least in this family. Snacks may change or a sidedish, but the perennial star is a fresh turkey stuffed and roasted. It always comes to the table whole. That's our style. I see by these tiny time capsules, that changes in the day come with the list of family members present and past who shared the feast. "Mom and Dad" I wrote, and the next year, just "Mom." "Evan away at college," "Eden home from school!" "Kirk in California." An aunt and uncle are regular guests until the year comes when they moved away. Four legged friends have always been in the mix, and one will be missing this year. A new set of paws will be under the table, an adoption rescue dog who will get his share of the turkey liver. He is at Eden and Stafford's new house where this Mom and Dad will be dining this year for the first time. They better give us some leftovers and the menu to take home.