
I’ve (still) never had a traditional Thanksgiving dinner, but this year Mr H volunteered me to make one. You see we were trying to get a date in the diary with a very busy bunch of our friends to come for dinner, and when we finally managed to get one in (it’s honestly been about six months in the making) we realised that it was Thanksgiving day. ‘We will host a thanksgiving dinner!’, he said. ‘It will be fun!’, he said. Now I don’t know about you but I don’t tend to make massive roast dinners on random Thursday nights while Mr H is at work and I’m trying to look after a small child BUT I like a challenge so I’m going to see what I can do.** Continue reading
