Our Thanksgiving Day Feast

Below you will notice the Standing Rib Roast with a very happy Bill. Yes, He does love to eat my cooking.
Everything was from scratch except the Bread, which is due to the lack of time on my part. Thursday morning I was dragging just a little bit so I decided to just through some rolls on the table.
The Turkey had a tragic turn coming from roaster to platter, so he was looking a little shook up. But in the end it was moist and juicy which mattered more than presentation at that point.
You will see my annual Rib Roast, smoked ham, mashed potatoes, sweet yams, English pea salad, deviled eggs, fresh green beans with roasted garlic, dirty rice, 4 bean salad,fruit salad, rolls and not pictured was the Southern style cornbread dressing with giblet gravy.
The last photo includes #9's sons, and oldest which by the way are the greatest nephews/niece an Uncle could ask for.
My boys Jordan and Jayden with a very anxious to eat Court in the background.
Pies were Coconut Cream, Chocolate Cream, Pecan, and Pumpkin.
Nothing Fancy on this end, just lots of good food made with love.
Enjoy Ho's






Comments

kim said…
that roast looks heavenly... :) and my oh my doesn't Bill look like he's gonna get down and dirty with a fork on that roast!!
November 27, 2009 at 1:56 PM
David Dust said…
My Goodness Ho!

You really go all-out, don't you?!? Everything looks delish!!

I'm coming to Vegas next year...

XOXOXOXOXOXOXO
November 27, 2009 at 2:38 PM
kayce. said…
WOWWWWW ~ by far the best thanksgiving spread i've seen! and i love how sad you were that you didn't make the bread on your own... clearly, you're not the ho to mess w/ in the kitchen and i love it! i know you and i could tear up a damned kitchen together, lol. <3 hope you had a fun day!
November 28, 2009 at 5:32 AM
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