Thanksgiving '08: Homeward Bound, Part 2

Okay, maybe it took nearly 13 hours to get home from North Carolina yesterday – yay, holiday travel! – and possibly my back is still molded into the shape of a 2005 Honda Accord passenger seat. But I can’t call the day a bust, because we stopped at Allman’s in Fredericksburg, Virginia and had what was possibly the best barbeque ever, with the exception of that made by my own dear, sweet husband.*

*Actually, for me it was a tie. Don’t tell him.

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Thanksgiving '08: Claque-Bas Édition Speciale

We were going to be hosting Thanksgiving at our place this year, and believe me when I say that it would have been a Smackdown of epic proportions that would have taken weeks – nay, months – to properly write up.  But then, unbeknownst to us, more people were invited than our apartment can comfortably (or even uncomfortably) hold, and my brain started mis-firing again.  Ergo, we are in North Carolina where there are chefs and chefs-in-training bustling about the kitchen and I don’t have to do anything but take pictures and write and eat.  And eat.  And eat.

And I? Am not complaining.

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