Let the dog in!

Yes, that is Waldorf Salad.

She has branched out from cake, blueberry muffins and snowmen. Now, LTK has added a little roughage and fruit.

A neighbor had brought her delicious version of the salad and left it outside in the cool air prior to our Thanksgiving meal.

Guess who also was outside?

Not for all that long. Just long enough to lick off all the top layer of whipped cream and an inch or two (okay, maybe three) of the underlying salad.

DH scrambled to cover up the big slurp and reshaped the salad for its dinner presentation, only to hear the cook at the buffet table say, “What happened to my salad??” Luckily, the line of hungry natives pressed forward to stifle her further investigation.

DH clued me in at bedtime. Our little secret. Don’t tell anyone.

The salad still tasted good.

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