Our first American Thanksgiving

This year, for the first time since 2007, I celebrated Thanksgiving Stateside. Ironically, our first Thanksgiving in America was the first time we found ourselves not responsible for a turkey and more since Nicolas and I met back in 2014. Instead, we got to downgrade to a simple brie and fig brulée while we stayed out of the kitchen and let others handle the heavy lifting. Our new recipe, like anything coming from the hands of my Frenchman, was top notch. It even involved some fun with fire.

Brie and fig brulée on toast

Getting to sample someone else's Thanksgiving spread for a change was exciting and educational. Our favorite bit: learning about the Watergate Salad, a timely dish this year.

Before the food coma. Check out that Watergate Salad at the top, just to the left of the mashed potatoes.

While salad is a generous term-- it's made of marshmallows, whipped cream, pistachio pudding, and rum-soaked roasted pineapple-- the dish was surprisingly good! Certainly sounds like something to pair with my dad's selection of peach and mint ice cream come Christmas.

Have a Happy Thanksgiving! A perfect one! Perfecto!