First we'll start with dinner at boyfriend's family's house.
I'm not a fan of deviled eggs... or pickles... or olives, for that matter (cheese and salami, that's another story). But this spread looked too retro and "holiday" to pass up.
A bottle of wine that comes with its own coonskin cap. If the drink sucks, at least you have a fascinator for your next Davy Crockett themed party.
It's almost impossible to enjoy Thanksgiving when you have a loose tooth and everyone within a 10 mile radius is trying to get their mitts on it.
Next. On to dinner with the Insane in the Membrane family. Only half of the TILTE bunch made it to the festive Horn of Plenty holiday because either A) we don't like each other, or B) we're too lazy. Which is totally fine with me because that means less effort pretending to be interested in stupid stories, less eyeballs bleeding from football on the living room TV, and less lurking on kids who you know are up to no good. I'm sure it was the same in every house you were in and you all know exactly what I'm talkin bout.
I attempted boyfriend's sister's recipe for Sweet Potato Casserole. Only, I forgot to check and see if we had the necessary utensils. No potato masher on hand? No problem. Use anything you have laying around the kitchen.
Unfortunately, that is NOT apple pie throw up. It's the inside of my beautiful pie. I've tried this recipe twice now and both times the apples have become obliterated. This is no fault of mine and I obviously blame the recipe.
There you have it. Stay tuned for "Christmas with TILTE". It should be equally nail-biting.