Dear Lord, that was a lot of food. An embarrassment of riches, even. We had ham, and turkey, and candied yams, and stuffed butternut squash, and mashed potatoes, and green bean casserole, and stuffing, and gravy. The wife made a pumpkin pie CHEESECAKE. I made four loaves of bread. We had friends over. My pal and I ended the evening sipping bourbon on the back porch, smoking a Perdomo bourbon-barrel aged toro, and wondering how we were going to get to sleep with our stomachs protruding out like a pregnant whale.
So yes, it was a successful Thanksgiving. For which I'm thankful.