Sunday, November 17, 2013

Thanksgiving is that Time of Year...

I don't think anyone understands how much I love Thanksgiving. There are leaves on the ground, everyone is dressing cute with their scarves and sweaters, pumpkin spice everything is still in season, and everything is warm rusted colors.
Also, I've been away from home for about three months now, which doesn't seem like a lot especially for someone who went "away" to school for four years, but "away" for me was in a familiar city only thirty five minutes from home. I'm excited to see my family and friends back in Philly and Delco. Also, the food. I can't cook, and I try to avoid going out to eat, even though it happens often when we're on the road between shows. I'm looking forward to my mom's pancakes and my dad's chili and butter cookies and my Aunt Julie hosting Thanksgiving dinner.
In the mean time I'm decorating my studio and trying out dessert recipes.
Autumn tints 
Library snails
Fillmore Glen 






An autumn wreath made from leaves I found at Fillmore Glen and a coat hanger. 
New England Cranberry Duff by Martha
Mix the batter.
Put those cranberries and pecans into a pan.

Clare sprinkles sugar to make the pan look like a winter wonderland. 
Pour the batter in and bake it. When it's done it should look like this but maybe better but maybe worse. 
Put your serving tray on top of your cooled duff and then flip it so we see those delicious berries. 
My mom sent a table decoration

Sky-High Apple-Cranberry Pie by Martha

Scott and I had a dough making party the night before the Thanksgiving feast. I intended to make the entire pie that night but halfway through my bottle of Country Porch I fell asleep watching It's a Wonderful Life.
Ok so mix all this together. But actually mix as you add the ingredients.  Spread the lemon juice out as much as possible.
Sky high. 
Pie.
This magically fit into my tiny freezer. 
I'm probably not going to clean that until 2014.


So then we had a potluck Thanksgiving dinner. As national tradition dictates, we started eating before 4PM. Tables were pushed together in the dining apartment, and food was set out in the dinner and dessert apartments. 






I'm thankful to be spending eight months with a group of funny, creative, beautiful people, all of whom are excellent in the kitchen.