This year, we decided to host Thanksgiving right here in Chicago. My mom had already been here for two weeks, so my dad and Uncle Aaron drove in on Wednesday evening. Aunt M graciously volunteered to host our holiday celebration at her apartment.
They were delicious, but Melissa's were better.
Aunt M made some killer jalapeño poppers. She took fresh peppers, scraped out the insides, filled them with all kinds of cheese, wrapped 'em in bacon, and then brushed those suckers with barbeque sauce and baked them. Out of this world, I say. Here's a similar recipe.
We had to watch football, being that it was Thanksgiving. And for the first time, La's puppy dog eyes did nothing to influence the TV channel.
She soon busied herself with a new 100-piece anatomy puzzle that Aunt M already gave La for Christmas. Yes, that's a fun fact about Aunt M. She cannot be trusted with gifts. She HAS to give them away as soon as she buys them, or at least tell you what she got you.
We also attempted to get a nice family portrait using the timer on my camera. We ended up with a bunch of very goofy shots.
But, we finally got it right.
Then we got to prepping the Thanksgiving dinner. Things were going great until the unbaked bread tried to take over.
AAAAHHHHH! Run for your lives!!!
That was some big bread. I ended up squashing it down a little and shoving it in the oven before it had a chance to rise again. It worked. Phew.
Aunt M made an incredible turkey and delicious side dishes, like homemade cranberry sauce with apples and oranges, cornbread stuffing, and southern-style greens with a ham shank. I brought the potatoes! And some chocolate mousse! Go me!
We all agreed that it was one of the best Thanksgiving meals we've ever had. I wish I had a good picture of dinner. But I don't. You'll have to trust me that the spread was gorgeous and delicious.
Way to go Aunt M!
1 comments:
Your pancakes look perfect! That bread looks like an episode of I Love Lucy in the making!
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