It got a workout tonight. We invited a family of beautiful children and their charming parents to join us for dinner. In addition, our kids came home for the week--Yay! This qualifies as feeding a crowd, no?
On its maiden voyage, the crock pot cooked a double batch of:
Italian Bow Tie Supper
Pineapple Layer Cake
I consider company for dinner as my reward for finishing Wishin' and Hopin' by Wally Lamb. Despite a book jacket of shiny Christmas tree balls, the story was only vaguely about Christmas. Mostly it was a profane little comedy about fifth-grade boys clashing with the nuns at their school. The protagonist hangs out with the class slacker, a 12-year-old already carrying condoms in his back pocket. You are forewarned.
On this Thanksgiving week, may you load up on happy memories as least as much as you load up on stuffing and pie. As for me, my house is is full of people to cook for, which is one of my reasons for living, if you haven't guessed that already.