Get this! Last Thursday, I got on an elevator at ABC Home in NYC and started my seven-floor descent. The elevator promptly stopped at the fifth floor. In walked a decorator clutching onto a couple of rolls of wallpaper, followed by Jennifer Garner herself. Unmistakably Jennifer Garner, with her dimples, radiant smile and everything. She smiled at me and said hi, so I did the same, and then she offered to help her decorator carry the wallpaper.
I tried not to gawk at her as we rode five stories down together. She is one classy lady, I tell you. I walked off the elevator feeling like I had a few specks of magic dust on my shoulders. I don’t know how to connect Jennifer Garner with cranberry sauce (let’s say she likes cranberry sauce?), but I just had to share my elevator moment. My one minute of fame-by-assocation, if you will.
Ok, let’s talk about cranberry sauce. It’s the neglected, afterthought condiment of Thanksgiving, but no holiday table is complete without it. Cranberry sauce adds a very necessary burst of sweet-tart flavor and ruby red color to an otherwise beige meal.
The homemade version is much prettier than store-bought, not to mention more tasty. Although, I’ll admit that there is something fantastically retro about a gelatinous, shimmering cylinder of canned cranberry sauce on a plate.