This year, I was super excited that Erik & Nerissa would be up visiting. (Even though this would lead to a super terrible Black Friday activity, but that’s a blog post all it’s own.) They hadn’t been up to visit since 2009, so I was eager to show off our cute little house and spend time with them. We kicked off Thanksgiving morning with our traditional Turkey Trot, the SIXTH time in a row M and I have done this race. What’s funny is that while M and I have had this streak, our supporting cast seems to change every year. This year would be the Girls Rule, Boys Drool year with Nerissa and Rowan in her jogging stroller keeping us company, while the boys stayed home and in the kitchen like God intended.
We met up at M & J’s place, where Nerissa demonstrated her impressive cat-charming abilities by getting Mushroom to sit on her lap within 30 seconds of sitting down.
It was the usual congestion at the start, made more difficult with the jogging stroller. But none of us were going for a speed record, so we walked when we had to, jogged when we could and took a few walk breaks in the flat section (until Rowan squawked at us, she’s such a task master!) I really enjoy this little tradition of ours, it’s such a nice way to kick off a day of eating. We all squished into the car for the ride back to M & J’s house, where delicious bagels and coffee awaited us. Mmmm… bagels… We hung out for a little while and then headed home to get ready for the main event.
Erik offered to get our broken MythTV (basically an open-source DVR type thing) up and running, so he and T were happily tinkering with the computer for a while. Nerissa was kind enough to help me with some prep stuff (and snap this sneaky photo of the siblings in action):
This year, we did something different with the turkey. It’s a technique called “spatchcocking” where you remove the backbone and fold the turkey so it’s flat. It cooks way faster (our 16lb turkey cooked in 2 hours!), but does look kind of slutty:
There were a few experimental dishes, but everything came out really, really well. Food was great, good wine was drunk and lively conversation was enjoyed. It was pretty much perfect. Then afterward we retired to the living room to enjoy the floor show:
Eventually, the baby was way too hopped up, so we had to mellow things out a bit. There was delicious pie, a last glass of wine, and then M & J took their leave. I probably say this every year, but it was one of our best Thanksgiving dinners yet. The perfect mixture of great food and company. I am very thankful to have all of these wonderful folks in my life.