That is Priceless by Steve Melcher for November 23, 2022

/// The Depression years were unforgiving,

but big households could make life worth living.

“When eatin’ with kin, ya’

love rural Virginia,”

John-Boy said on a Walton’s Thanksgiving.

Fred and Melinda were really hitting it off, then Aunt Jenny reminded them they were cousins.

Look at what happens when you haven’t spent so much time reading Gocomics.

FLDS Mormon family having Sunday dinner

The Jefferson are all smiling because this is the first Thanksgiving after their state legalized weed.

This looks a lot like Rockwell’s “Freedom from Want” created in November 1942 and published in the Saturday Evening Post on March 6, 1943.https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Freedom_from_Want

is that a tofurkey, I am a vegan!

They thought it was just a fun game of musical chairs, but some didn’t realize that only the six winners got to eat.

Wash your hands well kids, now comes the fun part we’re going to stuff that duck into this bigger bird, anyone seen the chicken?

The Turnkey Operation

The family aunts hover and do not seat

They bring out the food and watch others eat.

Clearing dishes, the feast celebrated,

Packing leftovers, all refrigerated:

And thus the cycle’s again complete.

“Did you hear Trump’s running in 2024.” and just like that Thanksgiving was ruined.

There they are: Mexican Amish.

I have really missed this strip and all the comments

This looks like the Osmond Family Thanksgiving – All those perfect white teeth, all those wives…

It’s standing room only for Denny’s early bird special on Thanksgiving.

I Remember Momma

Uh, no dark meat please.

Grandpa said grace and then said use your hands and grab!

16 people. Missed the one at the fireplace.

“And look what happens when I bounce her on my knee while she burps!”

You only need fingers and a napkin for a drumstick and pie.

With crabby old Uncle Fred in the hospital after heckling that politician, everybody could enjoy Thanksgiving for once.

Most of them have never used plates and forks anyway.

Due to current grocery prices the family had a drawing. Winner ate and the rest got to watch.

Out of sheer cussedness and despair at the current state of editing, that should be " Honeycutts’ " with the apostrophe after the “s”.

It looks like the artist used the same model for five different characters.

A Happy Thanksgiving: 

https://www.invaluable.com/auction-lot/alfredo-rodriguez-a-happy-thanksgiving-475-c-c7b48329cd 

has info and links that point to more info about this 2014, oil on linen painting. Don’t blame Mr. Melcher for the off date. He trusted the blog author where he found the image: 

http://art-now-and-then.blogspot.com/2017/11/november-paintings.html 

who listed the artist’s birth year as the painting’s date.

Again, a larger strip image is shown by (Ctrl- or right-) clicking the image in Mr. Melcher’s MASTERPIECE #3034 (November 23, 2022) blog entry, accessible by the Check out the blog! box after the last comment, and using the dropdown menu (even larger if you trim what’s after .png from the URL). I have added a comment there pointing to info about this artist I used to point to here. First work by this artist used here.

That’s why God gave us hands……

gramps is delighted to see all his young relatives, which he will “have” later in the day when they all pass out form overeating.

Happy Thanksgiving!!!

Feast prices I try to foller

This year’s was hard to swaller

For my pie I gave thanks

’cus in the live tanks

Gators were over 200 dollars.

After another disastrous year on the farm, the family was both surprised and overjoyed that Momma somehow managed to find a turkey to cook for dinner … until Jody asked, “Has anybody seen my puppy?”

But there are 150 fingers…..

/// Grandpa can’t chew things tougher than curds.

He is toothless and cannot form words

without lisping. He said,

“Thupper thoon or I’m dead.”

So they fed him just like baby birds.

Ability of commenters to entertain ourselves while we wait for Monday: priceless!

While everyone was distracted, Sarah burned her report card and an effigy of Tommy in the fireplace.

“Good Night, Jon Boy!”

No one noticed Barry the biscuit burglar so they couldn’t even sop up gravy.

/// I could write about Gramps something snarky,

like “He’s so old he calls lies ‘malarkey’.”

But, instead I will say

as have many today:

Happy One Hundredth Birthday to Sparky!!!

This painting is just plain creepy.

There’s ONLY TWO drumsticks per bird first to grab uses it to pulverize the rest of youse guys.