Trond’s family is visiting from Norway for a bit. In turn, we gave them their first American Thanksgiving to remember. Trond and D could sit outside smoking cigars, drinking red wine, and talking about “football” and other European nonsense all day if you’d let them. So I did.
Also: why don’t we eat turkey more often? I had forgotten how much I love turkey. The way it makes the house smell when it is cooking, the leftovers. I am thinking about cooking one for us this week. (The gem photographed was cooked by other friends who attended.)
I hope your Thanksgiving was as happy as ours! And that you had as many lovely European men to charm with your cooking.