Thursday, November 26, 2009


11 27 09 Thanksgiving 2009 013

Nanta sent me outside to take photos of the menfolk. And what Nanta says, you must do.

Even if you feel a bit like Jane Goodall trying to blend in among a foreign species.

(What do you think they are all looking at?)

We had a delightful Thanksgiving day with Matt’s family. We lucked out and Matt ended up having both Thursday and Friday off, so we got to go down to High Point and spend the day with his family. His aunt would make Ina Garten cry into her hand-pressed linen napkins with her hostess and cooking skills. I can only imagine how long she spends getting ready for this flock to descend upon her dining room table.

After doing lunch with the family, we went and put on some pants with elastic waistbands and went over to our friends Matt and Donna for feast #2 with some of our other friends who couldn’t or hadn’t traveled home for the holiday a la intern year schedules. Feast #2 might not have had years of practice, but it was equally as delicious. I thought I was just going to have a bite of dessert, but I found myself ladling up a plate with mashed potatoes and gravy. (Soooo, that’s what happens when one uses real cream and butter eh? Mine are never QUITE like that…)

The night ended with the boys watching football on the couch, and the girls breaking into Donna’s stash of champagne to make impromptu poinsettia and getting irreconcilably giggly.

While my daily list of blessings is often long, it most certainly always includes giggling friends, loving and welcoming family and of course, delicious food. Especially when I don't have to do the dishes. Happy Thanksgiving, ya’ll.

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