Jon said we couldn't do Christmas until we did Thanksgiving. And I told Jon we couldn't do Thanksgiving until we "officially" did Alessandra's birthday (with a strip down cake eating frenzy). Being the practical folks that we are, we decided to do Birthanksdaygiving.
We first planned the event and the menu, found the recipes online, made our shopping list, scoured the city looking for all of the necessary ingredients to make as authentic of a Thanksgiving dinner as we could.
Not to toot our own horn but Jon and I thought it was pretty darn spectacular!
We dirtied just about every pot, pan, dish and utensil we own -
including the three new ones we had to buy just to make all the food.
With our tiny little oven we had to put the sweet potatoes on the very bottom
and the stuffing and the green bean casserole had to share the only rack in the oven.
Here's the spread!
The only thing that was off was the turkey - but that's just because it was actually a rotisserie chicken. :o)
We even had a real live Indian at our Thanksgiving ;o)
After we stuffed ourselves just shy of puking,
Alessandra opened a couple more birthday presents,
and finished off the night with some carrot cake with cream cheese frosting.
It was a complete success.