So, I have mad love for Thanksgiving. Plus, the preggo mentioned pumpkin muffins and that just pushed me right over the edge. I love the food. I love setting the table. I love my Meme's stuffing, a few years ago I actually took photos of each step as she did it because well... we're not good recipe peeps. We get the jist of what you're supposed to do and then start dumping stuff in, a pinch and a handful at a time.
And it's FAKESGIVING and these are my friends so I pulled out the paper plates. We've got two dishwashers in this house, you guessed it... Michelle & Dave, so just the fact that I pretty much used every pan and serving dish I have for the actual dinner making, I wanted to keep clean up easy-ish. And before you go admonishing me for this travesty in entertaining, they were cute ones. I even made place cards out of the dessert. Take that naysayers!
Which brings me to the fact that I really am the worst blogger in the history of the universe. Go ahead and stop reading now. I always have these grandiose intentions of taking photos, of capturing the evening, and I end up with oh, three usable shots and NONE of the food because you know ummm why capture all of the deliciousness of this menu?
- Mashed herbed red skin potatoes (psssst I totally used a stick of butter AND cream in those suckers)
- Stuffing with sausage and onion
- Cranberry sauce, the jellied stuff... yep, can shape and everything. I still can't believe I served this.
- Green bean cassarole
And there were copious amounts of wine and Bea showed up with the cutest freaking new collar for Monty. She makes them herself & you can get one for your very own in her etsy shop Teeny Tiny Collars. It's orange and has owls on it. LOVE. Monty thinks he is very stylish.
So there you have it. Fakesgiving. And I was curious/dismayed that I wasn't the first to come up with fakesgiving but happy that others are enjoying their very own fakesgiving. A quick google search brought me here, here, here, aaaaand here. There is even a fakesgiving.com!