Sunday, November 27, 2005
| End of a Holiday I had a great Thanksgiving. It has been the most enjoyable and normal for many years. I spent most of it cooking and laughing, two of my favourite pastimes! My best friend in the whole world, Orla, came in for the weekend. We deep fried the turkey, as usual and I made all the side fixin's. I made Yorkshire puddings (with turkey, my Grandma would be horrified!) and roast potatoes and parsnips, brussel sprouts with sage, onion and pecans, butternut squash souffle, carrots, sweet potatoes, stuffing wrapped in bacon, and kickass gravy. We had creme brulee for dessert, blow-torched and everything! I didn't used to like creme brulee, but lately, I have acquired a taste for it with a vengence! Well, not really lately. I discovered a love for it the same week I stopped smoking. Maybe it was the hightened sense of taste that did it. Whatever it was, it has become a serious weakness. According to tradition, whenever Orla is around, we play Scattergories, so we did, all tipsy. We had a blast. I don't know why exactly. We really didn't do anything that out of the ordinary. It was just good to hang out with her and my family, like old times. She's really not my friend at all, she's really my pseudo-sister. We have, on the surface, nothing in common, and we're nothing alike; yet, we get on like a house on fire.
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