Walking into a house, filled with friendship and love, and of course the huge pot of mulled wine brewing (or sitting or steweing, or whatever mulled wine does) It truly was Thanksgiving. There were too many dishes to count, and all so unique, satisfying, hearty and healthy. I arrived planning on making a lentil / spaghetti squash veggie casserole, but the multitude of veggies dishes, and mine wouldn't have stood a chance. So, instead, I opted for my second option, banana chutney. My, and I can't even call it mine because I totally stole it from a dear friend. Anyway, the banana chutney recipe is the fail, easier than scooping ice cream out of the carton recipe. And its delicious. Banana's, onions, all spice, paprika, cinnamon, heat in pan. Done. And no, I didn't try the tofurkey, but the veggies cooked with it were to die for. Not sure what the marinade was, but my gosh!
Sitting around the coffee table. On the floor, couches and armrests, the plates almost filled the room. Everyone so colorful and full. Just like our bellies. The attempt of playing any sort of board game disappeared as soon as Gina started reading the Jenga directions as poetry. "Jenga, a Milton Bradley game...". The laughing began and I don't think stopped until after midnight.
Yes for thanksgivings in July. Lots to be thankful for.
