Thanksgivingĭinner feels completely normal now. That I had to dig so deep for the food vertigo I used to suffer. Write and it made me realise how long I had lived here (eleven years), given Mammoth main course, anyone wants a lighter dessert than. Solecism of suggesting she might slice up some ripe pears in case, after the (sorry for the earworm) opens on Thanksgiving Day morning, with myįish-out-of-water Scot, Lexy Campbell surveying the prepped food in the Lastĭitch Motel kitchen and having mild hysterics. My hat's off to you, Catriona - if I reversed the trip my ancestors made, emigrated to Scotland, and was invited to contribute to a Burns Night dinner? I'd just pretend both my hands were broken. JULIA SPENCER-FLEMING: So, Publishers' Weekly says, about SCOT IN A TRAP, " McPherson keeps the laughs and the action rolling along." But you know - that's just Catriona, whether writing her Last Ditch mysteries, hanging out at the bar at a conference, or, as she shares with us today, working her way up the ladder of that most-American of all meals: Thanksgiving dinner.
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