Not to brag, but, my thanksgiving was awesome. A towering tribute to the homesteading spirit of early Americans that instills a real sense of gratitude, and awe. And food coma.
Matt and I flew in to SeaTac and drove out to Betty's in the wee hours of Thursday morning. When we fumbled out of bed, a turkey with zesty Cuban marinade was slow roasting in the oven and washing the house in delicious smells. The three of us cooked up a storm in the kitchen, mashing home grown potatoes* and parsnips*, making a green bean* casserole from scratch, baking apples* for a roasted apple and pecan salad*. We mixed up a yam and apple* stuffing, while Betty baked bread. I toasted this amazing by spraying champagne across the table (oops). We had an incredible, colorful meal, full of fresh and delicious dishes. The freshness, I cannot under emphasize- I actually picked the salad from the garden outside before it went to the table. By the time we re finished eating, the fresh rolls were STILL to warm to put in a ziplock.
*organic- from the world renown Seguin Gardens
Life is good. Life is SO good, we are starting to look ahead to next years holidays. Although we are still in the works, if you have any interest in spending next Xmas in a casita in Belize, consider yourself invited.
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