For Thanksgiving Day, my husband and I headed over to his parents in rural New Jersey. It was utter mayhem in New York Thursday morning as we ran across town to get to the train station. It was a futile attempt as we were competing with a crowd of spectators and performers in attendance for the Macy's Day parade. Several times my eye brows raised and scrunched from being bumped, jabbed and just downright assaulted from surrounding directions, altogether way too rapidly for me to know what was happening. I'm sure my face indicated that I was suffering from some sort of spasmodic attack.
I was glad to be out of the chaos. So when we arrived, we joined in on a trend that is sweeping America, eating Thanksgiving dinner earlier and earlier with each year. This year was the first year that Ma S. brined the turkey, which created a wonderfully juicy and flavorful product in a shorter amount of time, hence the early dinner.
The table was decorated in a beautiful autumn theme. Acorn squash were hollowed to serve as candle holders. Tiny and cute pumpkin candles were sprinkled on the table and surrounded the room.
Matching the decor was the butternut cranberry and spinach hash.
My favorite of the festive dinner was the roasted brussel sprout with walnut and arugula, which is one of Ina Garten's recipes. Barefoot Contessa always has reliably crowd pleasing recipes. Also present at the table was stuffing, roasted fingerling potatoes and cranberry sauce, which I did not take snaps of, I was too busy eating.
Topping of the dinner was an apple pie made from apples that Ma and Pa S picked in Vermont. It was a rather short visit, my husband and I had to return to our sweet home in New York that evening as he had to head into work on Friday. Nonetheless it was nice to have some respite and watch my husband be ridiculous for a day. I don't have clear photos, but when everyone had their backs turned, he stuffed two fingerling potatoes in the front right and left of his mouth and pretended to be a walrus. Thank goodness I don't have clear photos! I think he suffers from attention deficit disorder, but not in the traditional sense of the ailment.
Any funny/interesting stories over Thanksgiving at your table?