Breaking the new house in…

When you’ve just bought a new house and all your things reside 400 miles away, it’s obvious to host Thanksgiving for six, right? Right?

It wasn’t quite as insane as that sounds; a lot of prep work was done by Tammy and myself¹ before the day…and all those ovens makes preparing a roast dinner much easier. Although it will take some experimenting to get the Yorkshire puddings right. The saloon was also a hit, with cowboy hats, toy guns, and yes, even sarsaparilla being deployed for a more ‘authentic’ experience. I’m drawing the line at a cowskin rug or a spittoon, mind you.

Anyway, back in Durham once again for a few days, then New York, then…home for Christmas? So many planes this year…