Hello! Hope you had a happy Thanksgiving! Mine was wonderful. I don't have many words today. I tried but I'm in a bit of a sour mood regarding something completely unrelated to Thanksgiving and it was creeping in and throwing things way off. Here is an excerpt of what I started to write in what was supposed to be a Thanksgiving post that turned rant:
"...I told her she’s free to do whatever she wants and also suffer the consequences. It was a classic WASP threat said with an icy stare and a glass of Sauvignon Blanc in hand. The kind where you clear all distractions, turn toward, and stand your ground without moving an inch. She might need one wayward holiday to learn. Who knows, her chart is mostly Gemini..."
"...We all know what happens to those people when they stay like that. They get mauled by bears camping or hit by cars running or have strokes giving elitist lectures to their fat friends. Then the fat friends meet for happy hour and talk about how the stress of staying thin and smelling bad because they’re afraid of aluminum is what led to the stroke. Then we order some potato skins and a half priced but still over-priced bottle of wine..."
"...Well, the reasons are many. Mainly I don’t want to exploit little souls so whatever vapid husband I have and I can have cute Christmas cards..."
Yes, my Scarlett O'Hara Syndrome (SOS) is flaring up. I'll probably post that at some other time but I haven't made enough sense of it. So today we'll go with more pictures than words, a very rare occurrence. I'm going to take Barbie on a looooong walk, and work on Christmas decorating and get rid of my bad vibes.
|Whatever was left I used as garnishes later! I couldn't love my Thanksgiving plates more.|
|Barbie claiming a good seat early|
|Though the lure of a warm fire proved too hard to resist|
-The silver was my grandmother's. I inherited it by force, a tactic some legal experts call theft. It would have been liquidated otherwise.
-Fuck anyone who liquidates family silver.
-The glassware is a mix of Fostoria and good ol' Libbey. The Fostoria glasses are all in the color Topaz, but not all the same pattern. The wine glasses are Fostoria #6007, if you see them in Topaz, let me know. They were my Great Grandmother's. I collected the water/ice tea glasses in thrift stores and eBay.
-Fostoria's Topaz is a surprisingly versatile color as it works in every season.
My mom made the napkins. They're a beautiful linen
-The placemats are collected vintage
|The dinner plates are Doulton before Royal Appointment, pattern Watteau. I loooooove them.|
More commonly, they have a romance scene in the middle. I love the white center and decorated border.
|My dome finally got its big moment! I cooked two turkeys. One sous vide, which was superior in taste and so much easier...|
|and one roasted whole to look beautiful. I carved it for leftovers. I will admit, the house smelled amazing with the roasting|
turkey, something a sous vide turkey can't compete with.
|If you don't have one already, I highly suggest an electric carving knife before next Thanksgiving. So much easier!|
Also, Anova has a Black Friday sale going on and sous vides are $99. A very good deal considering my first SV unit in 2012
was almost $400.
|Yes, this was quite the fire hazard. I kept a close eye and snuffer nearby. There is some blackened bittersweet. That's okay.|
Oh I feel calmer already. Please please tell me about your Thanksgiving? How did it go? What was the disaster? There's usually at least one. Thank you so much for reading this year, I so enjoyed it. A blog is only fun when people read and I really appreciate all of you who indulge me. I think I might do Christmas this year, too. Christmas is a very different creature from Thanksgiving in my family...