Thanksgiving in California

Uncle Brad came down from San Francisco and entertained Vera while I cooked.

I made my port wine & cranberry sauce that no one ever eats. As well as a 12 pound turkey, cornbread stuffing with apples & sausage, scalloped potatoes, and brussel sprouts with carmelized onions, pecans and gruyere. Liz made grits florentine, sweet potatoes and creamed corn. Erica made baked goat cheese, bread pudding and a salted caramel pie. Oh, and I also made two pumpkin pies and a chocolate pecan pie.

It’s no coincidence that today I began wearing maternity pants.

Before things got crazy we squeezed in a family portrait.

Everyone got to take home a place-setting animal. Until Veronica decided that most of them belonged to her. (Sorry, Lien — I promise you’ll get your dinosaur back soon!)

After much deliberation, Liz and I decide to take the bird out of the oven. Turns out it was cooked perfectly.

Pre-supper noshing.

George carved the turkey.

Thanksgiving toast.

Post-supper snuggle with my girls.

The dishes were daunting, but everyone helped.

Day-after-Thanksgiving walk on the beach. So much to be grateful for.

(See the whole Thanksgiving album here.)



  • Posted November 25, 2011 at 9:30 pm | Permalink

    Oh that food all sounds SO yummy! Your family picture is adorable!! Happy Thanksgiving!

  • Posted November 28, 2011 at 10:21 am | Permalink

    Thanks, Vanessa!

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