
Your charming hostess for the evening

Le pie d'resistance

Le pie ready for le close-up

Table millings, outside because my appartment is too small and poorly laid out to provide sufficient space for dining indoors. Good thing we weren't in Canada. Brrr!

Colin and Jocelyn. Awwww!

Okay, who hid the forks?

Here they are!

Jolyon pontificates, while Colin ponders, and Jocelyn tried to hide

Jolyon pontificates some more

Jolyon breaks down upon realising the mass slaughter of innocent turkeys which happens every year on the holiday of death (aka Thanksgiving)

Maddie, Sean, and Lesley discuss the finer points of english literature. Who says my parties aren't high-brow!

Shiny happy people

More shiny happy people

Shiny unhappy people

Kudos to Lesley and Jolyon for providing a wind-proof lighting scheme, and pretty too

Spycam... See what lurks in the kitchens of unassuming suburban homes

"What's your toy's name Maddie?"
"Puppy."
"And what's Lesley doing to Puppy?"
"She's killing him! Mwaaahhhh!"

I come to carve zee turkey

Turkey time!

Mmmm... golden brown and full of turkey-fat goodness

Everyone got pretty hosed

Either Colin or the bread is evil... I'm pretty sure its not the bread

Colin Wuz Here

Death to Le Pie!

The consumption of Le Pie

Damn! That's good pie!

Colin gets comfy as the sleep-inducing effects of the turkey tetraheda... tetrahama... tetrahooha... turkey stuff kicks in

Up...

Down...

Ow.
Same time again next year?
1 comment:
Hmmmm yeah the pie was good, and so was the turkey!
I had a great time, cheers. Lots of foolishness was enjoyed ;-)
- al
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