Thursday, November 25, 2004
Thanksgiving dinner is done and I'm exhausted. We had old family friends from Fire Island in town. It was nice to catch up with them because my sister and I haven't seen them for 10 years or so.
The turkey was amazing.. so juicy.. and it's a good thing because my husband forgot to get the gravy. Here is a picture of our lovely bird at the boucherie/butcher. Notice the poulet roti (so tiny in comparison!) in the background.
I must add that I've obviously made some progress in my Parisian life. While preparing all the side dishes, I had two French people deliver presents for us in celebration of Thanksgiving. One was my landlord, who brought a bottle of Champagne. I've mentioned he was part of the French resistance in WWII... he wrote a note (he's always very formal and proper) thanking us as Americans for "helping the French people from 1940 to 1945 and for helping our country to come back to life after it's difficult test." He is so thoughtful. Now, what to do about his 80th birthday tomorrow?
The mother of my son's friend brought over a bottle of wine -- a third growth-- truly a treasure and treat. Don't ask me to share.
-- said Auntie M in Paris