Set a course that I don't know
The dominant note of this week has been massive sleeplessness, but yesterday morning the plumber finally came to fix our kitchen sink which had been broken for the last five months and this evening we celebrated Thanksgiving with my parents.
rushthatspeaks and I baked the sixteenth-century pumpkin cheesecake he had been wanting to try for the last two years; it came out much more like a pudding than either of us expected and much less of it was left by the end of the night.
nineweaving brought a garland of chocolate turkeys from Burdick's. My father made green beans in a hot dressing of cider vinegar and bacon and my mother's decision not to boil and peel all the chestnuts for the stuffing herself was universally supported. For the first time that anyone can remember, the turkey was done ahead of schedule, but there was no shortage of morsels to be mooched by little cats as soon as I got home. Personally I am planning on a turkey terrific, later.
spatch took a picture of me driving impressionistically after dark.



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We'd tried to get it fixed sooner! It produced water, but not hot water, and the drip eventually turned into a full-fledged spray in all directions except the one the faucet was pointed in. This last occurred over the weekend and may have been what finally kicked the property manager into considering it enough of an emergency to call a plumber for, but the half cold water flat situation was just less and less optimal. (We never lost the hot water in the bathroom, thank God.)
The meal sounds wonderful. I love that photo.
Thank you!