FOR LOVE AND BUTTER

First order of business: pie crust.

Ross made the mashed potatoes.

Across town, Jerritt cut the backbone out of the turkey. (TS took these turkey prep photos)


This method of removing the backbone, and smashing the bird down before roasting it, is called spatchcocking--a word as ugly, or even uglier than the process. (But goodness, it was delicious.)


The feast took place at Jerritt and TaraShea's house.


Ross got dolled up to give thanks.

Sloan and Jenny were there.

Ellie guarded the house.


Drew wore his best thanking attire.

TS and Jerritt have acquired quite a collection of typewriters.

The latest one has a cursive typeset!





We typed a partial list of things we're thankful for. A couple of things I remember: clouds and pillows.





Poor, delicious thing.

Sloan and Jenny brought the humane feast--wild rice stuffed tofurky.



Jerritt snapped a few photos before sitting down to enjoy his meal. I guess he was working too hard in the kitchen because I didn't get many photos of him.

(Photo by Jerritt)
(J.)




After dinner we walked to a nearby high school. Sloan and Jenny brought a basketball. (J.)














"Tryptophan is an amino acid necessary for normal growth in infants and for nitrogen balance in adults." (That it makes us sleepy is urban legend, I think.)

(J.)

Drew was not the winner of our P.I.G. game.


As far as I can tell, the true source of sleepiness is a warm house, full of cooking heat, not to mention full bellies and a few glasses of wine.

Our second Thanksgiving together=our second round of Exsquisite Corpses.




Before we left, Jerritt took the second annual Family Portrait.


Thanks, friends.