My late ex-Aunt-in-law put on an annual Thanksgiving dinner which epitomized Virginia hospitality - although it wasn't the ham biscuits, oyster dressing, wild turkey and venison that created the magic. It was the way she managed to make every guest feel special. With a sign on the porch that read "Martha Stewart doesn't live here", she welcomed a crowd which peaked at 72 guests for Thanksgiving dinner, often while carrying a grandchild on her hip. READ MORE