Well, Thanksgiving went off fairly swimmingly, no fights, no hurt feelings, no trips to the emergency room. K's cousin successfully deep fried not one, but two turkeys. Dinner as a whole was a bit off because K's father refuses to plan the cooking times, letting dishes finish whenever they happen to finish and just sit cooling on the table until the last thing is done, so that really only the gravy was still hot when we sat down to eat. It wasn't anything I had the responsibility to stress out over though, so I forced myself to just drink a glass of rum and watch TV.

Friday, I saw The Fantastic Mr. Fox, which was pretty much a standard issue Wes Anderson film, despite being about talking animals. Although all the voice talents did a bang up job, Meryl Streep and Jason Schwartzman were the high points for me, both taking their characters to a higher level. I wondered if the many, many kids in the audience had loads of questions for their parents after the film about the characters' drinking problems, marital strife, and organized insurrection.

Saturday, K. and I got up early and had breakfast at Honey's Sit-and-Eat, probably the best breakfast joint in town. I had biscuits with sausage gravy, she had eggs with sausage and latkes, and then we split an order of pancakes. It was probably more white flour in one meal than I'd eaten in the past three months and it was heavenly. K. still hasn't stopped talking about how good their sausage is. After that, we scouted out a new bike for her at Jay's Pedal Power and did some food shopping.

Sunday, we watched two Charlie Brown movies (Snoopy Come Home and You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown), did some work around the house and then went for a nice long hike in the Wissahickon. Afterward, I roasted some butternut squash and yams and mixed them with buttery Israeli couscous (which is like the King Kong of couscous), toasted pine nuts and dried cranberries. A bit of an experiment, but proved to be a very hearty and satisfying meal.