Sure there are always Otherworldly Beings roaming around the place, but they don’t really understand the holiday. They just think it’s an excuse to eat and drink (Yes, Seamus, that was directed at you!), and I must confess, I miss having some human interaction.
So I was truly touched when The Sweet Irish Girl asked if we could celebrate Thanksgiving together during her visit. Now do you understand why I think she’s so sweet?
While most of you are probably choosing to be more traditional and waiting until next Thursday for Thanksgiving, The House on the Hill hosted a delicious and romantic Thanksgiving feast last night.
I’m still smiling from out First (Early) Thanksgiving. Here are some photos from the historic event…
Now The Sweet Irish Girl understands the difference between American and Irish biscuits aka cookies.
I know that you guys are pretty set on celebrating the holiday on the same day as everyone else, but there’s a huge selection of goods, and hardly any lines when you hold your Thanksgiving a week early.
Just something to form Deep Thoughts about, Modern Philosophers.
Confession time: we had to buy a potato peeler because there was not one on hand in The House on the Hill’s kitchen. One of the interns probably stole the previous one.
Not to brag, but I didn’t cut myself and/or draw blood even once!
I always miss him on Thanksgiving, so serving up what he thought of as “fancy food” made it feel like he was there in spirit.
And it gave me an excuse to tell The Sweet Irish Girl more tales of Dear Old Dad, who I’m sure would have loved my beautiful dinner date.
I really liked that she shared a family tradition at our first holiday together.
Come on, Sweetheart, isn’t the answer obvious?
Happy Thanksgiving, Modern Philosophers!