Our friend Carlos makes these delicious little treats and we call them his “crack cookies” because there’s clearly something highly addictive in them, as evidenced by the pile of empty wrappers.
Doug has a system for Thanksgiving: lots of notes about each dish, what happens when, so everything is ready at the same time. He loves putting together this kind of meal for everyone.
Cranberries bubbling away on the stove, on their way to becoming cranberry sauce for tomorrow.
Looks like we’ll only be having this one sweet potato on Thanksgiving. It weighs in at 2 pounds.
Or, in this case, oil and lemon juice. The shallots float on the lemon juice, but sink through the grapeseed oil, just kind of hanging there in the middle. Science!
This picture of Ferrous may be one of my new all-time favorite pictures.
Had dinner at Gather in Boston tonight with our 2 nephews. One of them noticed that among all the white and amber lightbulbs, there was this one odd green one…
Trying out a new look at work. You know….like you do.
On Saturday, we celebrated Physiology Understanding (PhUn) at work, and when the event was over, I just tossed everything on my work table. When I was cleaning up today, I found our mascot had landed in a bit of a delicate position.
Boston’s Official Pumpkin was on display at the Boston Open Market. Not sure which of these monstrosities is it, but I found all of them a bit grotesque.