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Last week went off the rails so bad. I had a few blog posts planned, and I hopefully will have a minute or two to do them this week. But let me just start the week with a short tribute post to two people: my mother and my brother.

This picture is from last Thanksgiving. It shows the moment of triumph when Mark returned from his quest to find whipping cream in Winnipeg after 6 p.m. on a Sunday. There are few culinary tragedies greater than the prospect of eating pumpkin pie without whipped cream, I tell you.

The convenience stores proved fruitless, and there was no 24-hour Shopper’s in the immediate vicinity. Our family are nothing if not problem-solvers, so Mark got the idea to ask the friendly baristas at Starbucks if they would sell him some whipping cream. And they did! They charged him $5 for this venti cup’s worth, and he tipped them an extra $5. And Thanksgiving was saved!

As for Mom’s role in the whole thing, well, she did cook the entire meal, in addition to countless ones for us over the years, so her heroism is a given.

Thanks, Mom and Mark, for being there for me and working so hard this past week. xo