Ah, Thanksgiving...

... the holiday on which I give thanks that my husband is an ambitious and talented cook, allowing me to do tasks commensurate with my skill, namely fetching measuring spoons from the drawer and ingredients from the fridge. 

Steve forms the pie crust:

This year Steve made a silk chocolate icebox pie. It's fairly elaborate. Here Steve improvises a double-boiler while whipping the egg mixture (into which chocolate and whipped cream are later added):

The beautiful, rich chocolate fudge-like result (leftovers being enjoyed by me back at home after Thanksgiving):

My brother and soon to be sister-in-law Brooke hosted us in their home for Thanksgiving this year. Brooke set an absolutely beautiful table and made a fantastic meal, none of which I managed to take a picture of. Oh well. Steve took some pictures later in the evening, at least.

The family that puzzles together:

Dad, Jim and Mom work on a puzzle, while we all assist Brooke with her crosswords... well, "assist" is perhaps too generous a word for our contributions but, hey, we tried.

My brother is a dork but I love him anyway: