Thanks! in Full: All-Ways in good taste.

Multi-Sensational! - The full experience: An exclamation that the cook, at least on this special day, tends to hear over and over (hope-fully), especially from those who, in the increasing busy-ness of the season, may have forgotten to either purchase or pack the host/hostess gift. And a word that also connotes the SUPER! engagement of one or more senses -- the ones we refer to as sight, sound, smell -- are usually on full alert, while keeping touch ("texture" as in either mashed or whipped potatoes) and taste...on stand-by. All of which will be working over-time on what we, U.S. still call, around here, THANKS-GIVING Day. Sometimes involuntarily (think Pavlov's dogs, as in "salivating glands"), or even when we actively seek out a whiff of "what's cooking...?" As if we needed any hints...been here, done it a hundred if not...Which might even be accompanied by the briefest of fore-tastes, if the cook not only welcomes into the "kitchen area" but actively recruits us to "see, based on this spoon-full, if it needs any more salt, pepper...paprika ?!" might be called for. Also a word reserved for the cook..."and bless the hands that prepared it..." The latter being a bit sans-sational, at least on one Spectacular! Thanks-giving Day, over heard, despite the fact that we, our-elves held in reserve, and only after the whole Trypo-FAN thing wore off, after everyone had dozed off, we finally sprang the Great Reveal, as to our "hands off!" approach to this day of feastivity...that we had to, in order for those whole thing not to turn out to be a real "Turkey!" hand over the chores of meal prepping to some able but un-named hands at the local grocery store...this due to some circumstances that had just gotten out of hand...So...Kudos! to them, I guess, oh well, as it all ended well, (more than) enough...

Signed, sealed, delivered: Well, 2/3 ain't bad, eh? As we spared no expense (according to our guests: "what a spread!") and no time in signing up for this, well ahead of time, knowing we might otherwise end up in a tight squeeze -- one rivaling the kind most can only experience the day after, when wiggling, jumping, contorting, and other-wise trying to squeeze into those pants that had fit you just one day and one meal prior...prior to over-eating, trying your very best to get under-weigh to a HUGE sale, on the way to helping local retailers to go from red to black ink, go out-spending. And the seal of freshness on this whole "kit and kaboodle" (as in "we'll provide the whole meal, all you need to do is warm it up...") reflected by the "Tom, born-on-date" that a noted adult beverage distillery, distributor, made a house-hold meme, about "Bud"...Many of these Toms, of course, landed on porches by the now more usual means, but we, our-elve selves, requested to take delivery out of spying eyes, of the neighbors who, despite being neighborly most of the time, might be tempted to "snitch" on us...which eventuated in a face-to-face encounter with a person know to us immediately only because of his name-tag, asked us simply for any form of ID prior to "hand it over...we're kinda' in a hurry...please and Thank You so much, as it is Thanks-Giving day, right?" 

"Coming right up!" A common response to a request, if not an order (i.e., public establishment, as in local restaurant) as well as what a host might say to whet an appetite. Also featured as part of a scene you have no doubt seen, heard all about, in the form of a teaser, trailer, sneak peak, or even an after-forwarding 😕, effectively "jogging your memory" as part of a sequel, just in case you missed out on the original. You've at least heard about, if not seen what's now brought to us by those Holly-woulders, the newest version -- the so-called prequel, which is designed to keep us coming back for more of the same, in a series..."RU serious?!" But have you heard about, yet alone been exposed to, invited no less, and had an opportunity to be part of the "very first..."

Pref-fill! A type of fore-warning, after the customer has asked, ordered the wait staff, as my dad used to direct the gas station attendant (gone by way of the dinosaurs for the recent 3...4 generations) "fill-er-up!" Here and now, in the comfort of my own home, in trying our best, even in the presence of pre-tense ("Thank you for your compliments, we'll send them on to the cook(s), in the kitchen...") ..."Oh, by the way, just a suggestion, as you continue to nibble away at your second, third helping...chew on this morsel of wisdom...you just might want to...save room for desert"😋.  

Poor, after-taste: For those of you who may have missed out, or other-wise shown poor taste, in arriving here late, you can be part of the lucky ones who find them-selves...well, ahead of time...of the next feast.

May we all continue to be full, of Thanks-giving, be heaping helpers to those in need, throughout the entire year. 

And "Thanks again for coming; it's been so-o-o delight-full!"