Turkey day

I write to you from the usual post-Thanksgiving food coma, a fairly familiar place after a few years of celebrating this holiday.  Like the Native Americans of all those years ago, we brought sustenance and happiness to pilgrims Vince and Christine in Washington DC on our way back to California.

We spent the morning touring the sights of the capital, including the White House and Lincoln Memorial.  This city has far more European-style architecture than most, with plenty of heavy, stone buildings punctuated by statues and memorials.  The day was hot and sunny and we stopped for a little American football in the park, because that's something else you do at Thanksgiving.

Then it was back for the meal.  Cooking began at 2pm and we sat down to eat at 7pm, although we cycled through two rounds of appetisers and various cocktails during that time.  As usual we went around the table saying what we were thankful for.  "Everything," said Claire, and that just about summed it up.

Outside the White House - this is where the King of America lives.

 

Claire celebrates freedom.

Time for some sports!

Full contact, of course.

Quiet contemplation (for once).

Up at the Lincoln Memorial.

An impressive legacy.

Muckers together.

Not sure what we're doing.

Hannah gets in some boy practice.

First cocktail of the day: a Bloody Mary, expertly mixed by Vince "Creepy Moustache" Mucker.



The rest of the family.

Vince puts together the "cornerstone" of his Thanksgiving meal - stuffing, to an old family recipe.  Christine provides consulting services.

Posing with the turkeys that Claire made everyone.

The real turkey.

Ready and waiting.

I am thankful for Thanksgiving in DC!