If you move, they will come. This year we hosted Andy's family and our friends, The Jensens, for a wild and crazy Thanksgiving dinner. Everyone had a food assignment, lest you worry that anyone slaved away all day. I cooked my first real turkey (with help from Andy, his Dad, and his twin sister) and it turned out grand. The secret: Oiling the skin; massaging the inside and out with herbs, fresh ground pepper, and kosher salt; and using a turkey bag. Here's our holiday, in pictures. They're in reverse chronological order because I can't get the picture upload software to work.

Gorging ourselves silly
The best part of Thanksgiving comes after the meal. I love to pick the turkey apart and get all the meat off the bone.


House elves, busy at work

Turkey love (and a mouth full of cheeseball).


A feast prepared and all Ben wanted was a Thanksgiving grapefruit.


Everyone loves a good cheeseball (except for me)

Princess Charlotte and Charlie


Emily, Pete, and Betsy on potato patrol. They tasted divine, thanks to the Barefoot Contessa recipe.
6 comments:
You look fabulous in that sweater, why did you not make me buy it?
PS Your turkey looks delectable, good form
Ah! I love your hair... and the turkey looks fabulous. It looks like Thanksgiving was so much fun!! Congrats on the first sucessful turkey. Hopefully, I can get my turkey day pix up soon, too.
I am so impressed with your cooking the turkey!!! Looks like you had a great Thanksgiving....hope that you are doing well.
PS. You look so good!
I love your kissie picture!
When I look at your pictures all I can think of is: "white meat, dark meat, you just can't lose. I'd eat turkey from a big brown shoe."
PS #1: You look so pretty and pretty much perfect in all these pictures.
PS #2: Give me your recipes!
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