Thanksgiving in Seattle

Isabella made her Grand Entrance with her mommy. They both looked especially beautiful, except that there were some who knew that Isabella's tummy was already filled with dough from the dinner rolls.


Earlier, she and her Dad had made the dough for the rolls and then it was Belly and Plotnik's turn to form them into shape to put them in the oven. But one of these two people kept eating the raw dough.




But they still came out delicious.


The Great PD was in charge of Turkey and Related Operations. That turkey, with a glaze of guajillo and ancho chiles, plus garlic and oranges and a basting in port wine, was the best, juiciest turkey ever. Plates were easy to fill.




What a delightful day. It's really nice to see 5H's Chicago Aunties and cousin James. Aunt Jackie understands how to travel -- she crossed the country with a pound cake.



And the pecvan, sour cream lemon and sweet potato pies were not too shabby.


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Staci's Grandma Ruth, at 92, managed to cross the country too and offer a very nice grace before dinner started, which summed it all up perfectly: "Thank you Heavenly Father that we're all alive."

Plotnik understands a little of the attraction of Seattle -- a totally diverse community over here near the Microsoft Campus, for example, which yielded the best Chinese food he has ever eaten in his life the night before -- and the air smells so clean. The rain -- if Saint Plotnikians can get used to fog, it might be possible to get used to all this rain. Maybe.

One thing's for sure -- Joy and Paul's house is a fantastic place to have Thanksgiving. Plot and Duck are down at the nearby Marriot Courtyard and are getting ready to head back to where that leftover pecan pie is.