Thanksgiving 2012 was… eventful. At my house, anyway. The events that went down are twofold: first, my sister got engaged. ENGAGED! To John! There was a proposal on a bench and a diamond and everything. There were hugs and elation … wait! there’s more…
Well. Are we ready? Are our pie doughs made and our turkeys brined and our cranberries good and sauced? Are our potatoes peeled? Are our pant-waists elasticized? It’s time. It’s time for too much pie and wine and family. Time … wait! there’s more…
There’s an old man who sits in my local coffee shop all day. I probably didn’t notice him the first few times I ran in for a latte, but I bet he was there. He’s always there. Reading a newspaper … wait! there’s more…
This is not a celebration cake, strictly speaking. I didn’t make it for anyone’s birthday, didn’t stick it through with candles or banners or sparkly sparklers (though it would look sort of adorable with the formers and latters, let’s be … wait! there’s more…