Monday, January 23, 2012

Thanksgiving

  Yes, it was a couple of months ago but I wanted to show you something. I got to host Thanksgiving at my house this year. Our usual plans of being on Long Island for Thanksgiving with friends on Thursday and then our traditional second Thanksgiving on Saturday with family were not going to happen due to a wedding in CA and my cousins new baby in Boston! Hello Oliver! So, we had some friends at our house and we all cooked up a storm to create a collective of amazong dishes. That was a typo but I think it is fitting. They weren't just amazing, they were amazong.
  Of course I could not let the opportunity go by without relishing in the table setting. I loved putting out a vintage table cloth and vintage dishes and cloth napkins, along with our fancy glasses my husband and I bought in Venice Italy on our honeymoon. Oo la la! Of course I had to have a chat with Martha (in my mind) and tried out her candle holders made from radishes? no. parsnips? no. What are they called? Ah yes, turnips. They were supposed to be made with a melon baller but mine had disappeared so I used a paring knife which did not work as well as I think the melon baller would have. But it was still a nice touch.
   Then I had my own idea to make place cards by printing out some vintage Thanksgiving greeting cards on parchment style paper and sewing our names with my sewing machine on the cards. I have never tried to write with my sewing machine and I think if I had had some more time to practice and had planned ahead, buying a better thread for contrast, these would have been even better. But as a last minute thought, they were fun to make and the finished product was imperfectly sweet.  I think my first idea was to embroider our names in the paper but I did not have a lot of time so I tried the sewing machine. Not bad!



A simple but pretty place setting.



My place card with a chocolate turkey. Yum.




Even prettier when you held it up to the light....



My husband Joseph at the table.



My little one, Desmond, two socks short of a Risky Business moment....
He doesn't last at the table long.