So I took my dog on a last walk before delivering her to my friends' house, where she will get more attention, canine company, and table scraps than I usually offer her. She'll be happy to see me when I return, but I don't think she'll have time to miss me.
I fly out tomorrow, but I drove to Atlanta to stay with friends for Thanksgiving. It was a great meal and a great time. We had radishes from the garden.
Charlie cooked the turkey in parts on the grill. Great idea, and it turned out well. We had glazed carrots with cumin, homemade rolls, and I made Brussels sprouts with figs and bacon.
And beautiful desserts, including two kinds of blueberry tarts, apple pie, pumpkin pie, and a chocolate tart. We drank champagne and Burgundy with the meal and had Noval Black port with dessert.
Afterwards, there were group pictures, taken with Charlie's exotic cameras, and a walk with the dogs.
Then Charlie beat the hell out of me in both cribbage and backgammon.
Today, we had leftovers. Maybe the best Thanksgiving sandwich ever, inspired by a banh mi. Smoked turkey, Duke's mayonnaise, sriachi, cabbage, and pickled daikon and carrots.
I hope everyone had a happy Thanksgiving. I'll be gone for a while, so I wish everyone Happy Holidays. Cheers.
