Well, Turkey Day finally arrived and with it my realization that I simply could not stick my hand inside a dead bird. So I did not do the turkey. Anne did.
This was our Thanksgiving table all nicely set.
The yummy pies. We were going to make a pecan one too, but then I thought that 4 pies for 5 people was just ridiculous.
My lovely husband carving the turkey.
Yams....yummy! (alliteration is fun.)
Miss Miranda enjoying her giblets.
The fam.
This is us...in case you didn't know what we looked like.
It was a really good day....yummy food! And the next day we had some fantabulous food at a European breakfast place. And the day after that we made crepes! (Can you tell the weekend revolved around food?)
5 comments:
Jason! You look so... so... DOMESTIC!!!
thanks for the pics...i was beginning to forget what ya'all looked like.
Come now, Jer, that's a huge knife I'm holding there. What you don't see is my hyper-awarness of the situation and my preparedness to defend our home from any would be turkey theives. So if by domestic you mean Liz has me cleaned up, I grant that. Make no mistake though, that doesn't mean I'm pumpkin-pie safe. As you know a man with a family is twice as dangerous as any bachelor. ;)
weekends that don't revolve around food are just plain wrong.
nice pics by the by!
i found the perfect place for the good judge while looking at your photos...i think she would feel right at home on the buffet in front of the window!
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