I love adding the loosest structure to gatherings. Can’t force it, but it feels like a necessary condition to starting a tradition.
On the Sunday before Thanksgiving for the last 5 years, some friends and friends of friends (about 30 of us now) in the Berkshires each bake and bring a pie. We meet at a local trailhead, park our cars, and take a brisk walk through the woods together. When we get back to the parking lot, everyone opens their trunks and hatches, reveals their pie(s), grabs their plate and fork and proceeds to sample the pies up and down the parking lot. It might be my favorite day of the year, and it was creat...
5 days ago
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