I can’t believe Thanksgiving is over, just like that. Goodness, you guys! Four (and a half) days off with Adam, hours and hours of cooking and baking, and the Christmas spirit filling the air in this city, much like the delicious pine scent from our Christmas tree that is currently filling the apartment. Let’s be real here and save the “motivation Monday” for another day because, truth is, I could use another week off with that guy up there.
Our holiday weekend began Wednesday, as Adam worked a half-day and then took the rest off to help me pick up the turkey and a few last-minute items. That night, we waited in line with thousands of other people to see the Thanksgiving Day Parade floats being inflated and, no, that is not an exaggeration…
Every year, the night before Thanksgiving, they inflate the balloons along the Natural History Museum and you can go see them up close, for free, before the big show. I did this once before when I was in college the year my mom lived in the city. I remember just walking up along the museum and seeing the floats without waiting in a line. It was also crazy then, but not the (somewhat organized) chaos we dealt with Wednesday night. Thankfully, the lined moved fairly quickly and we really had so much fun. It was totally worth it and I highly recommend it if you’re ever in the city during the holidays!
We also enjoyed not having to get up ridiculously early to grab a spot to see the parade in person, because the itch was scratched, even though the start was just a few blocks from our apartment. Part of me wanted to see it again (I saw it the last time I was in the city for Thanksgiving), but I also really wanted to relax before I spent the day working on the food. We also had freshly baked, homemade pumpkin cinnamon rolls to dig into and stretchy pants begging us not to change into real clothes any time soon. How do you say no to that? Well, okay, you say no for like twenty minutes to walk the dogs and then immediately change back into them once you get home. But then you refuse until you are absolutely ready to be presentable to the world, hold your ground!
YOU GUYS, I DID IT! My first time cooking and hosting was (mostly) a success! Also, that pie! It may not have been the prettiest one in all the land, but it was homemade pie crust or nothing. I chose to make it myself because I like a challenge and also to make my life more difficult. Why not risk making homemade pie crust for the first time on Thanksgiving? Jury’s still out on if I make it myself next year, but it was delicious (if I do say so myself).
Special thanks to Adam for cooking the turkey and our friends Krista and Nick for the pumpkin pie, rolls, and delicious salad. Honorable mention to our stainless steel island/prep table/high-top dining room table/all-around partner in meal-prep crime because without that sucker, cooking an entire feast in a tiny NYC kitchen would have been damn near impossible. Way to go, champ.
I hope you all had a very happy Thanksgiving!