Thanksgiving

Dave and Claire came up to CT for Thanksgiving, with my amazingly cute little grand-daughter, Brynn. It is hard to believe she is 18 months old already. She is a lively baby, who certainly knows her own mind, but except for the occasional tantrum is delightful to be around.

Our Thanksgiving menu plans were foiled by bad weather - Dave had agreed to attempt to deep-fry a turkey, which we've been hearing about from friends and colleagues and have been meaning to try. Unfortunately, it was grey and cold and raining and we decided that it would be a bad idea to heat up 5 gallons of oil to the smoking point in our garage and then lower all 20 pounds (David does nothing half way!) of a moisture-laden turkey into the vat. Supposedly this is one of the major causes of home fires on Thanksgiving! Anyway, we had a nice - if rather more conventional - Thanksgiving at home with family.

Mike's home for the weekend from Pittsburgh, although you'd hardly know it we've seen so little of him! He's allowing us to take him for sushi this evening, though, a major concession from the important time spent with friends!