Vagabond Thanksgiving

I had a rather unorthodox thanksgiving. It was my mission to participate in a parent-less celebration this year. Nothing against parents or having them carve the turkey but last year's divorced parents dinner crawl was just not something I wanted to repeat. Not to abandon all my holiday traditions, I did bake something pumpkiny. Got this pumpkin cheesecake recipe on epicurious.

So, I fenagled myself an invitation to the 3rd annual "The Vagabond Thanksgiving" It's pretty self explanatory, a bunch of East Coasters and Can't-afford/Be Bothered-to-travel-on-the-busiest-weekend-of-the-year people - get together for a rooftop potluck giving of thanks extravaganza. There was traditional fare- a huge turkey with stuffing, sweet potato casserole, some veggies (broccoli,asparagus,potatos) and some more edgy dishes like a goat-cheese laced rice pilaf and a spicy homemade salsa with which I fashioned myself a pretty tasty Turkey Taco. And of course there was alcohol- the house drink being a curious concoction of apple juice and vodka called a George Washington. There was also a $85 pot for who ever would drink an entire mixing bowl full of gravy. Hank said he would have done it, but I told him I would have paid him $85 to NOT drink the gizzard juice. yuck.

This is what happened to the cheesecake, homemade apple pie and double fudge, blueberry white chocolate brownies (which didn't survive long enough for this shot) after the special cigarrettes were passed around. And in the spirit of giving thanks... thanks to the two of you that read this here blog. It really means alot. I don't usually quote myself, but this is for Hank: "Who would I be if I didn't have my parents to scorn?"