The real story for me was the Australian lady we met there. She reminded me so much Clair from "Lost" it was scary. At a few points I was afraid I was staring. I just wanted to shout, "Oh Clair, where's baby Aaron?!?"
But I didn't.
It was her first American Thanksgiving, too, so that was neat. In fact, it might have been the first time she's had turkey - I don't exactly know. She did say that she's never bought turkey in the store before. While buying a whole bird is rare, they do have all sorts of sliced turkey at the deli. But turkey is native to North America, and if you're not from North America and aren't used to buying it ... I guess it makes sense. I mean, shoot, I've never bought Vegemite before.
Our friend Steve made a crazy-good pumpkin cheesecake for dessert.
So that was Thursday.
Friday, Friday we had the dinner at our house. We were expecting about twenty people, but we only ended up having nineteen. Liz's boss made the turkey, everyone else brought a dish and chairs, and we pretty much took over the entire living room. Here's a photo:
This is the setup for the fourteen adults. The five children were in the hallway at a "kids' table".
For this meal we not only brought the apartment, but we also made corn, cornbread, green bean casserole and a homemade apple sauce. Oh, and we cooked and mashed the potatoes of one of Liz's coworkers, even though for the rest of the evening she repeatedly told everyone, "I brought the potatoes".
I just barely resisted saying, "Yes, you sent, using one of the neighboring children as courier, raw potatoes to our apartment. Thank you ever so much. If you hadn't provided whatever would we have done?"
But it was Thanksgiving, so I didn't.
For desserts I'm pretty sure we had an even ratio of pies to people. Fantastic.
And now, days later, we're still eating leftovers. It actually was more like a whole Thanksgiving week!
