Europhile: C'est ma vie!

You know it was Thanksgiving when ...

1) There are more dishes scattered about the kitchen than you personally own.
2) When the phrase „I think I need some tums“ just means it was a good meal.
3) When you’ve eaten so much that just looking at the leftovers on the stove is enough to plunge you into the deepest cleaning-related apathy you’ve ever experienced.
4) When you have more leftovers than you have containers to put them in.
5) When the lights are dim and no one is talking and suddenly it’s Friday afternoon about 3.30. (Or if you’re me, it’s Sunday morning around 9).

And finally ...
6) When Dan didn’t have room for any fresh brown bread!

But it was a good meal. It may have been a chicken, but we named it „Turkey“ and we ate it with cranberry, mashed potatoes, stuffing, carrots and nice red wine. And the best thing about it was that we didn’t even set off the bleeding fire alarm. :)


Dan with "Turkey."


The table (duh) complete with Erica's home-made stuffing, "Turkey", carrots, cranberry (courtesy of Erica's Mom, shipped a thousand miles, mashed potatoes, and french (wait...) wine.

That's it. Thank you for all the postcards and shipments of beef, but I really am eating enough! :)

posted by europhile @ 08:26