Bitch, Be Thankful! Thanksgiving for Friends finally came and went in the whirlwind that it always does. A wine and food blur. An amazing, wine and food blur.
See, the way it works in Casa Mobraham, is that everyone brings something: a favorite family recipe, local beer, a fail proof dessert. Then we sit around and eat like pigs and wish we had worn stretchy pants. Why is it again that we aren't wearing stretchy pants?!?
Since we have a wee baby little apartment, we used the party room in our high rise to seat everyone, and it worked out just fine. I hear that a lot - I have too small of a place to entertain. Well, improvise. Surely you can all have tapas so that everything can be eaten standing? Or may you just don't care because there is turkey and a boat load of casseroles, and they will find a pillow and be fine! Don't let that stop you from having a friendsgiving!
|Local food serves as a place holder|
|Arrangements made with leftover pumpkins|
|I really hate to throw these out without one more good use!|
|Obviously, one table was not big enough for all of us, but a simple runner helps to hide the make shift dinner table.|
|Jen, she's the apple of my eye you know.|
|I used a mix of my great grandmother's china and my standard plates to give it a homemade feel.|
|Ok I am sorry. That is a turkey. It's butter. It's a butter Turkey.|
|Taylor, Emily and Kaylin|
|Georgia O'Keefe, our Trainer Laura (yes, she is redic.) and Jen|
|I used mason jars for all condiments: read Cranberry Chutney, Gravy, and Cinnamon Whipped Cream|
|They are obviously ragging on Ethan about something...|
And it's about stretchy pants. Who am I kidding?