Ever see a sitcom where the folks had to eat multiple thanksgiving meals?
I picked Kim up from work and took her out for dinner. We had a lovely meal with sparkling conversation. With our bill paid we head home for an evening in front of the wood stove and letter transcription (stay tuned for for that post). A knock at the door confuses then scares us. We forgot that a dear friend of ours was coming over to bring us dinner. Oh crap. We had to pretend we were starving. I contemplated bringing back the old vomitorium tradition. He starts us off with some Hummos and pita, moving into the main course, Kim totally throws me under the bus with this comment "I had a huge lunch so don't be offended if I don't eat much" I WAS GONNA SAY THAT!
He roasted a turkey and brought over this bread that tastes like stuffing oddly enough called, stuffing bread. I choke it down and beg Kim for one of her belly rubs. She touched me and I almost barfed. I swear I thought it was a good idea...not.
I wonder what's for dessert?