I didn't have much to work with, just odds and ends given to me by my dad or collected over the years, but I think given the circumstances everything turned out just peachy.
Here's the setup in my cabin! Please note the woodburning stove which is just too precious and I /love/ it. Oh and no Jesse heads were burned in the taking of this photo.
Challenge: Working with a stove that is over 50 years old. Upon moving into my cabin I asked mom "how in the hell do I work this thing?" She said she would have to ask someone who was older and asked my stepdad who still didn't really know what everything was. My dad then told me that HIS grandmother had one exactly like it. How reassuring!
Like any self respecting Californian, any excuse to make guacamole and salsa is a good one, and thus, appetizers were provided! Big thanks to wa_lawdawg for his salsa contribution. Needless to say he was wowed by my guacamole recipe which I ironically got from a small town in central Michigan.
Jesse of course being the ever helpful one provided instant floor vaccuming service while I cooked.
Having sadly completely forgotten to grab a turkey in all my hustle and bustle, I, the clever one that I am, simply had to improvise! Jesse roasted up very nicely. In a bag, breast side down for optimal canine tenderness. That dried art reference sparrow wing and garbage she ate just hours prior made her very flavorful.
And the peasants rejoiced! From left to right cannibalmouth who provided DELICIOUS chocolate/anise/white chocolate chip cookies which I'm enjoying right this very moment, wa_lawdawg my roommate, and tarnac my
And the most reassuring sign of a job well done.... (well, not including the unavoidable cupcake boob)
Thank you my friends for sharing with me in this wonderful experience of my first "all by myself" Thanksgiving. It was seriously awesome to have you over and to make you fat with food :)