Ah, Thanksgiving. I’m still a little full, and there’s even a few leftovers lurking in the fridge. The house is quiet again, although it seemed to vibrate a bit for a few hours after Excellent Son Sawyer, the last person to leave, drove back to Durango on Sunday.
This house loves a party. It’s small, but it knows how to rock. And when you cram 23 people inside for a big Thanksgiving meal, some fun is bound to break out.
You know those photos of smiling, polite, well-dressed families at Thanksgiving? Those that eat but still leave room for dessert, can clean up in an hour and then play board games in the evening? Yeah, that’s not us.
We don’t take many photos during the evening, and those we take (as you will see) seem to be snapped by a three year-old with a Playskool camera. You see, before the meal, we’re too busy hugging and drinking cocktails. During the meal, we’re too busy talking (loudly) and eating WAY too much. After the meal? That would just be ugly.
We do like tradition. Our new tradition is a drinking game. Last year, Very Excellent Husband Don touted his “from scratch” Porterhouse rolls one time too many. New rule: someone says “scratch”, we drink. Wonderful!
We apparently aren’t fans of cranberry sauce. Two different, tasty choices but very few takers. It was comical after dinner, looking at all the dishes in various states of destruction, and then two almost perfectly full bowls of the red stuff!
When you don’t use a single disposable plate, glass, napkin or fork and then have appetizers, soup, main course, dessert, water, cocktails, wine and coffee…well, lets just say we were still doing dishes well into the weekend. I think they were multiplying behind our back.
Excellent Daughter Libby and I look forward to doing a jigsaw puzzle every year during Thanksgiving. A short, two day break for her coupled with our job of doing the table settings meant no puzzle this year. Next year, bare tables and paper plates.
You don’t need to be born in the same family to BE family. Thanksgiving would not have been complete without our wonderful friends who came and made the evening much more special.
Now, I’ll start washing the linens, cleaning the spare bedrooms and restocking the pantry. We’ll be doing it all over again in three weeks! (I think the house just smiled.)
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