Chapter 44
ShannonThe informality of having Thanksgiving dinner on a rustic, pine table in their posh recreation room didn’t mean the Morans put away the fine china and silver.
With the Cowboys projected to near life-size on the ten-foot screen in front of us, I sipped sparkling, non-alcoholic cider from a crystal champagne flute. The rest of my dinner companions had a special French red wine selected especially for the season.
“It’s Beaujolais nouveau. They ferment the wine for just a few weeks before bottling and release it the third Thursday in November,” Jonah explained.
“It can’t have anything to do with Thanksgiving, right? It’s French.”
“No, they have their own nationwide celebration around the release every year, but it matches up nicely with our biggest food day of the year.”
