Molly and I were hostesses this weekend! Yesterday we threw our own little Thanksgiving dinner for a few friends, complete with homemade stuffing, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie, and of course, a turkey.
Neither of us having ever prepared a turkey before, and especially not without the supervision of our mothers, we delved into research. (My sketchbook became a home to recipies dictated by my mom)

Molly bathed and rinsed our baby bird in the sink, and then we stuffed it. Here I am with my hands under the skin of the turkey. This is the girl who's afraid enough of chicken germs that she doesn't really cook meat for herself. Aren't you proud of me?!

I have a smile on my face too! The completely stuffed raw turkey. Pretty, eh?

After we got the turkey nicely tucked away in the oven, Molly prepared some celebratory drinks.

And there's the finished product.

Leftovers, anyone?