We did have a lovely Thanksgiving last night, but we're paying for it today...I wasn't kidding when I said that the party broke up after 2am. The bottle count this morning was 11.5...including a bottle of port. That's just shy of two bottles a person, which is just wrong. It was good wine, though. This is what happens when you have two decanters, one on each side of the table.

The final menu was as follows:
- Curried pumpkin seeds, marinated olives, a cheese plate, and melon and prosciutto for appetizers (D and N brought the melon. Was GOOD melon, too. Must eat more melon.)
- Kir royales, champagne, and beaujolais nouveau with the apps
- Fennel and grapefruit salad to start (our own recipe, almost perfect but not quite there yet)
- Turkey
- Ham cooked in Coca-cola, which sadly fell apart and was more brisket than sliceable ham. But it was REALLY tasty.
- Cornbread, pecan, cranberry, sausage stuffing
- Mashed potatoes
- Garlicky green beens
- Butternut squash and creamed spinach gratin
- Cranberry sauce
- Sour cream herb muffins
- Gravy! (a personal triumph)
- Pumpkin pie
- Pecan pie
- Apple-cranberry crumble
- Lots and lots and lots of wine. And then some more wine. And then some espresso, and then some more wine.

It was a lovely evening, relaxed and casual with good friends and good food and good conversation. Lots of leftovers, and everyone went home with food, too, though I barely remember who I gave what to. I barely remember anything after Midnight, but I do remember having the presence of mind to spot bleach and throw the tablecloth in the washer. Heh. I love Thanksgiving.

Photographic proof below.