We left WC for OC at 6.30am, hoping to avoid any traffic. We did well for the most part, but after a fantastic drive through the pistachio trees and rolling hills of the central valley we discovered that LA is LA, even on Thanksgiving. Still, it was probably the easiest ride we could expect through this city so in love with its cars. Where was everybody going? Maybe to get into line early for Black Friday.
Dinner was fabulous, as you'd expect, and we were joined by neighbours Spencer, Margaret, and two-yr-old Dom. After the corn fritters, antipasti, turkey, green beans, mash, s'mores cupcakes, and the rest, we were well satisfied. Dom's presence, and Frankie's ambivalence, led to some excellent lessons about sharing. There's another thing of which the pilgrims would approve.
Gen 'Betty Crocker' Holland.
Child model Frankie in action.
Before checking out the Black Friday bargains.
