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Thanksgiving
Apropos of nothing, a question for all ye LJ users out there: When you log in to Livejournal, do you sometimes get one homepage (with the pale blue bar at the top and all your menu options in the top bar) and sometimes the other homepage (with the orange and purple topbar and the menu down the side)? This is what's been happening to me, and, while not THAT big of a deal, I'm just curious if it's happening to anyone else.
Anyway, I'm back at work today, but got yesterday off for Turkey Day. We went and saw the Goblet-O-Fire movie on Wednesday evening, then got home around 10pm with the sinking sensation that comes of having a fully frozen 22-lb turkey in the freezer and a houseful of people to feed the next day. So we tried an experiment: stuck the thing in the oven, set it to 325F, and went to bed. We got up a couple of times during the night to check and baste it (leading to a bit of 3 a.m. drama involving hot grease, a stubborn packet of giblets and a couple of naked, half-asleep cooks) but it worked beautifully: we got up around 10 yesterday morning to a perfectly cooked, juicy, and largely effort-free turkey.
Orion's parents and brother came up for dinner, braving 200 miles of blowing snow to get here. Over the river and through the woods, indeed. They brought dessert and some of his mom's wonderful rolls. All in all, it was a nice day. But won't the snow ever stop? We'd been complaining about not having enough snow, and now we've got at least 8 inches of fresh new snowcrop. We very nearly got stuck in the driveway this morning on the way to work -- I had to back-and-forth the poor l'il Suzuki quite a bit to get out onto the road.
Anyway, I'm back at work today, but got yesterday off for Turkey Day. We went and saw the Goblet-O-Fire movie on Wednesday evening, then got home around 10pm with the sinking sensation that comes of having a fully frozen 22-lb turkey in the freezer and a houseful of people to feed the next day. So we tried an experiment: stuck the thing in the oven, set it to 325F, and went to bed. We got up a couple of times during the night to check and baste it (leading to a bit of 3 a.m. drama involving hot grease, a stubborn packet of giblets and a couple of naked, half-asleep cooks) but it worked beautifully: we got up around 10 yesterday morning to a perfectly cooked, juicy, and largely effort-free turkey.
Orion's parents and brother came up for dinner, braving 200 miles of blowing snow to get here. Over the river and through the woods, indeed. They brought dessert and some of his mom's wonderful rolls. All in all, it was a nice day. But won't the snow ever stop? We'd been complaining about not having enough snow, and now we've got at least 8 inches of fresh new snowcrop. We very nearly got stuck in the driveway this morning on the way to work -- I had to back-and-forth the poor l'il Suzuki quite a bit to get out onto the road.
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Oh, hey Svet! I went to Kodiak in October, which was settled by Russians in the 1700s, and there are still signs of the local Russian heritage everywhere -- it's very cool. Neat little graveyards with Orthodox crosses and of course the onion-shaped domes on the churches ... I found a cool little used bookstore that was one-half bookstore and one-half Russian Orthodox icon store (they also sold espresso XD) -- it was only open for a couple of hours a day because most of the people who worked there were on pilgrimage to holy sites in Russia at the moment. I learned about Saint Herman, a canonized Russian Orthodox saint who lived his life on a little island north of Kodiak. And I had "Russian tea" for the first time -- I have no clue if it's authentically Russian or not, but it's very very strong and tastes of oranges and spice.
aw, dude.
(Anonymous) 2005-11-26 03:42 am (UTC)(link)And from what I've heard, you suck the russian-style tea through a sugar cube clenched in your teeth. Like, backwoods absinthe or something.