That’s not turkey!Posted: October 10, 2011
Thanksgiving at my moms was done differently this year. We dined on prime rib slow roasted on the barbecue- cooked to perfection so it melted in your mouth; made from scratch Yorkshire puddings; bright yellow turnip mashed with butter. A colorful Greek salad hid in the fridge, forgotten, until dessert. It ended up being the perfect accompaniment to the pumpkin pie my step dad “made”.
After dinner, my step-brother Andy, took out the guitar and played us some new tunes.
Baby K dancing to her uncle’s music. The perfect way to end the evening.