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Today's mail brought a lovely card from [livejournal.com profile] browngirl (the "happy everything" card), along with a completely-unexpected card from [livejournal.com profile] lyev. Thanks, guys! (In case you hadn't figured it out, I use "guys" in the gender-neutral sense. :-) )

Today's mail did not yet bring a couple of DVDs I ordered nearly two weeks ago. Sigh. Fortunately, we are getting together with my family the weekend after Christmas, not the weekend before, so there's plenty of time yet.


The choir dinner was tonight. Wonderful food and pleasant company, and I left with fewer cookies than I arrived with. I brought home some assorted dairy cookies that I couldn't eat tonight with the meat; I'll ration them over the next few days. :-)

Fran roasted a turkey. They were away for Thanksgiving, and apparently she missed doing it. The turkey was good; the stuffing was wonderful. I'll have to get her recipe at some point. It included apples, raisins, and chestnuts; I've never cooked with chestnuts before (or knowingly eaten them, actually).

It's enough that Fran and Alan let us invade their house every week when neither of them is even in the choir. And then they feed us in grand fashion once a year. I guess we don't sound too bad. :-)

Turkey and the evolution of the choir dinner

Date: 2002-12-17 07:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lefkowitzga.livejournal.com
I suggested to my mom that if she made a turkey for the choir dinner this year, she could still have her turkey-vegetable soup made with the carcass even though we didn't have Thanksgiving at home. This translates into she made the turkey for choir dinner because I asked her to. Either way, I got turkey, so I'm happy. It always makes me crazy when she cooks a ham - I'm not comfortable with all that cooking going on in the same kitchen and making sure you know what is kosher.

The choir dinner came about because one year, the choir took up a collection and got them a present in thanks for letting us use the house. I think I wasn't living there anymore at that time, or else was not currently in the choir, or something. Anyway, the following year, Mom decided she wanted to make a dinner for the choir, and back and forth and back and forth.

At this point, I can safely say there is a big mutual admiration society going on - she often mentions 'her choir' to her friends. :) But she chooses to do the ironing with the TV on and the sewing room door shut whenever we start a new, complex, piece.

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