Monday, December 1, 2008


Not cooking turned out to be a different kind of stressful. I fretted about serving up an inferior Thanksgiving.

We never got around to making cranberry tartlets, or the Eve's pudding or even the Harvest Drink.

Evelyn read my blog and so she pulled up the volunteer potatoes, but we forgot to cook them.

We did go for a walk on Thanksgiving. My father called it the Bataan Death March. Probably I was wrong to call a three-mile hike on muddy, steep trails a "walk".

The Thanksgiving in a Box was pretty good. Our 3rd Tarte Tatin in 4 days was excellent, but my mom's pumpkin cheesecake outshone it.

My dad said dinner was a top 10. Mike joked that it was definitely a top 10 for Evelyn (she's 10).

The part that really worked is that we all got to talk and sit by the fire and even hike. Once it got started it was relaxed.

I fell asleep putting Greta to bed and didn't wash a single dish.

1 comment:

JCD said...

I'm glad you had a nice Thanksgiving! With all the planning I couldn't believe I never once thought about how many dishes we would create...or how many days it would take us to get through them all. :)