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Thanksgiving was very pleasant this year, my mother made the turkey and dressing, my brother made the green bean casserole and rolls, my 'adoptive' sister made the mashed potatoes (with real butter and real cream!) and I made pumpkin and pecan pies, and the fresh cranberry-tangerine salad, so no one person got stuck with all the work. No one 'picked on' (aka teased) the kid-unit (an email to the family beforehand took care of that), we avoided talking politics so my Republican brother (the only one in the family) didn't get his knickers in a twist, and my ADD sister-in-law managed not to talk our ears off for a change. All in all it was a very nice day.
Friday I got together with two local friends and our old Wiccan teacher, Marah, whom none of us had seen in about 20 years since she moved away from Colorado to become a professor of Anthropology. I had stumbled across her email address while googling to try and find a copy of an old pagan music tape (Songs for All Seasons by Aradia) that I would love to get a new copy of (sadly, it is not available); and decided to email her. As it turned out, she was going to be in town for the holiday, and we decided it would be nice to get together. We had lunch at one of my favorite restaurants in town (Brasserie 1010) and caught up on all the marriages, births, divorces, and life experiences that had passed under the bridge in the last twenty years and then spent the rest of a glorious fall afternoon walking down Boulder's all-too-chainified pedestrian mall looking for places that had been here when she left, before Boulder got so yuppified. (Is it wrong of me to be slightly gleeful that Abercrombie & Fitch went out of business and was replaced by a local store?) There were a sad few, amongst the newer, less unique stores-- The Boulder Bookstore, Lighthouse Metaphysical Books, and El Loro among them (I found some very cool Inuit holiday cards at the Boulder Bookstore!). Of the newer stores, Lush, which though a chain, still has a bit of that old hippy-dippy Boulder feel to it, and Old Tibet had several things Marah liked. All in all it was a lovely day and I was very glad we got to reconnect.
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sithdragn asked for this recipe the other day, and I thought I'd share. It's really just a standard pecan pie recipe with some booze thrown in, but it never fails to garner compliments.
Bourbon Pecan Pie ( behind the cut )
Friday I got together with two local friends and our old Wiccan teacher, Marah, whom none of us had seen in about 20 years since she moved away from Colorado to become a professor of Anthropology. I had stumbled across her email address while googling to try and find a copy of an old pagan music tape (Songs for All Seasons by Aradia) that I would love to get a new copy of (sadly, it is not available); and decided to email her. As it turned out, she was going to be in town for the holiday, and we decided it would be nice to get together. We had lunch at one of my favorite restaurants in town (Brasserie 1010) and caught up on all the marriages, births, divorces, and life experiences that had passed under the bridge in the last twenty years and then spent the rest of a glorious fall afternoon walking down Boulder's all-too-chainified pedestrian mall looking for places that had been here when she left, before Boulder got so yuppified. (Is it wrong of me to be slightly gleeful that Abercrombie & Fitch went out of business and was replaced by a local store?) There were a sad few, amongst the newer, less unique stores-- The Boulder Bookstore, Lighthouse Metaphysical Books, and El Loro among them (I found some very cool Inuit holiday cards at the Boulder Bookstore!). Of the newer stores, Lush, which though a chain, still has a bit of that old hippy-dippy Boulder feel to it, and Old Tibet had several things Marah liked. All in all it was a lovely day and I was very glad we got to reconnect.
sithdragn asked for this recipe the other day, and I thought I'd share. It's really just a standard pecan pie recipe with some booze thrown in, but it never fails to garner compliments. Bourbon Pecan Pie ( behind the cut )
