There is always a first for everything. This Thanksgiving was the first time that Cooper and I had the holiday all to ourselves. My older brother and his wife were in Hawaii celebrating anniversary #1; my mom, dad, and little (but big) bro were in southern CA celebrating in the desert; my sister was with her family in the CO mountains and Cooper’s family was in Washington. With all the traveling we have done lately we decided to keep it simple this year and make our own T-day on the fly (also considering that I didn’t know what day Thanksgiving was until about two days before the 22nd). It was actually really nice not to have to entertain or be entertained, but make our own little meal as best we could without worrying about the timing or taste (although it was all delicious). We had stuffin’, bacon wrapped turkey, homemade mashed potatoes, wine, sparkling cider, and pumpkin pie of course. In honor of our day of food I will post a glimpse of the feast!
Stuffin’
Bacon wrapped turkey with stuffin’
The plate full…
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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