For the past few years, we have stayed in Pittsburgh for Thanksgiving. This year we went to spend the holiday in Arlington with my aunt, uncle, and cousins. I also invited my Swedish friend Hanna for her first American Thanksgiving and we played some Swedish folk duets for the crew. It was a fabulous time. From Monday-Wednesday I baked 3 pumpkin loaves, apple pie and pumpkin pie, 2 loaves of bread, squash and parsnip purée. I also made my mother's signature corn pudding and green beans once in Arlington. We also had oysters, champagne, turkey and stuffing, brussel sprouts, cranberry sauce, and mashed potatoes. A very traditional Thanksgiving. Thank you so much for everything Elizabeth and fam. We had a blast.
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| I threw in some blueberries to make it pretty. |
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| Test pie success! |
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| While I was baking, it was snowing and snowing. So we had to take a break to go play. |
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| pumpkin mess |
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| Who doesn't like pumpkin pie? I don't get it. |
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| We drove through some snowstorms to get there and Antonia watched a movie and slept. Easy peasy 4.5 hours. |
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| Sharing some apples with Uncle Martin |
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| The next morning we trekked off to the monuments to show Hanna the capital. |
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| Aw shucks, guys, that looks delicious. |
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| Shucking committee directed by the Swede |
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| Though I didn't have any oysters, I took Uncle Martin's lead and had meself a half glass of champers. |
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| Grumpy post-nap, spoiled rotten opted for bagels instead of Thanksgiving dinner. |
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| Post dinner concert. Is that a turkey in your belly? you may be wondering. |
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| Antonia's Julia obsession was the theme of this Thanksgiving. |
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| Games games! We also had a hoot with Cards against humanity. |
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| The only picture I managed to get of this urchin in her holiday finest. |
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| This was the night I was officially kicked out of the bed. I slept on the floor like a pregnant golden retriever on Antonia's mat. |
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| Saying goodbye to Hanna. |
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| At Barrel Oaks Winery for wine tasting, smore's and firepits! I am unfortunately too fat to drink wine in public without getting dirty looks so I sucked it up and stuck with Perrier. |
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| No one said anything when Antonia did some wine (Perrier) tasting. |
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| The road home. |
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| The road nap. |
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| Newly arrived in Pittsburgh we jump started December with a holiday singalong at a friend's house. Fun fun! |
