I did just that this past weekend - relaxed, and gave thanks. Staying in NY for the holiday was a smart decision. Though we missed our families greatly - thank goodness for Skype - the two of us (plus Bailey) made our own memories and new traditions. I found it to be one of the most memorable Thanksgivings to-date.
On Wednesday evening, The Husband and I bundled up and walked down to 79th and Columbus for the Macy's Thanksgiving float blow-up. Strollers. Everywhere. Though, we've now figured out how to sneak past the large crowds and NYPD so that we're in and out within 30 minutes. Thanksgiving Day was spent cooking and The Husband and Bailey did their own turkey trot - check out the running shorts!I cooked y'all and it was good! I still can't believe it, but as my Godmother says, "If you can read, you can cook." Even The Husband (my cook) was in shock. Being in the kitchen, cooking the recipes that my mom and her mom and her mom have cooked year after year, made me feel a bit closer to them and home. My favorite being the yeast rolls. I attempted to make these last year (3 times in fact) but to no avail. Although I didn't get it on my first try, the yeast did rise the second time and the rolls turned out delicious. Quite a feat.I think I can finally say that I'm becoming a cook! I'm sure The Husband is thankful for that. Also, a special thanks to pops for the ham. We will be eating ham for weeks to come.