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Happy Pre-Throgsgrafen. I had a Thanksgiving dinner tonight with those members of my family that reside in the Western Hemisphere. The four of us gobbled my mom's excellent feast and planned for Christmas.

We've settled on this year's theme and menu: Irish ~~Thanksgiving~~, Gina's idea. I did some web research on ~~Thanksgiving~~ (we are none of us remotely Irish, you understand.) The traditions seem to revolve around boring turkey and ham and been-done plum pudding and fruitcake. I did some digging around for alternates and came up with a menu that will please us: Potato leek soup, roasted Irish lamb, colcannon, roasted root veggies and brussels sprouts. Dessert will be trickier; TJ thought of ice cream with Bailey's Irish cream drizzled on top, and that works for me. I can't abide fruitcake. Our Christmases aren't about authenticity, just "theme". My mom suggests this film as our entertainment, its Joycian gloominess balanced out by the usual fare.

As for today's turkey feast - oy. I fasted all day in preparation, and ate a fairly reasonable amount. My new nemesis is roasted fingerling potatoes. Mom did this thing with garlic and rock salt and... god... it was so good, you guys. So, so, good.

Parents are off to Budapest on Wednesday; Thursday I'll join the Apells for Thanksgiving Part Deux. I'm trying hard to eat wisely. Honest.

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