Leaping lizards (name that movie) and holy cannoli, I cannot believe Thanksgiving is just two short days away. I know I say this every year, but this has seriously been the FASTEST year I can ever remember. Perhaps you disagree, but my mama always said time speeds up with each year that you age, and boy, she was right. But that's neither here nor there as this post isn't about philosophizing time. I'll save that for another day.
I don't know about you, but I adore Thanksgiving. I love everything about it. I love cooking. I love eating. I love being with family and friends. I love crowding around a dinner table. I love taking a day to intentionally express gratitude. I love the Thanksgiving parade. I love having football on the TV (even though I'm never watching it). I love all things pumpkin. Okay, I will stop there but just so you know, I could go on...and on...and on.
Since we love Thanksgiving, Sarah and I hosted "Friendsgiving" at the clubhouse on Sunday and it was just the ticket to kick-off Thanksgiving week. Per usual, Sarah set a beautiful table and we managed to cram in (almost) the exact amount of places.
I was in charge of the bird and praise the Lord, I didn't muck it up too badly. (Do you like the word muck as much as I do? I hope so. It's very British-sounding.) Iris and I got to know one another quite well during our time together. I massaged her with a delicious oil and herb blend and she roasted beautifully.
We had a full house for the potluck, and I cannot tell you how overjoyed I was to have a kitchen full of people -- hanging out, drinking beer -- it was truly a dream come true.
Once the turkey was carved, we set up the buffet and filled up our plates accordingly (and our stomachs subsequently). Please take special note of the pickle/olive tray next to the flower display. That is of extreme sentimental value to me as my Mimi always had the infamous pickle and olive tray at her house during the holidays. I still remember the exact crystal dish that she used and how I would put the black olives on the ends of my fingers and eat them off one by one.
We sat around the table and communed over the delicious meal. I busted out some Thanksgiving trivia and also mandated that we had to go around the table to say what we were thankful for. Hey, house rules -- it's my house (with Sarah, of course), so it's my rules. I was, of course, so thankful to host the dinner and have a table full of friends breaking bread together.
So there you have it, our first annual Friendsgiving. Now some reader questions: Did you have any pre-thanksgiving celebrations or are you saving up for the main event? What is your favorite Thanksgiving dish? What is your least favorite dish? What is a tradition for your family on Thanksgiving?