The feast in honor of the slaying of Native Americans and the taking of their homeland (though when I put it that way, I'd rather not celebrate).
Angel and I cooked dinner at home and split duties, and everyone else helped out. Mike brought extra stuffing, bread and wine; Sarah brought more wine and dessert; Alex cleaned house and DJ'd; Mitya helped to carve our birds.
I also made a giblet gravy that called for chopped hardboiled eggs in it. It was delicious until I added the eggs - then it just seemed like some Paula Deen down home recipe gone wrong. It was a bit labor intensive doing everything from scratch (except my pie crust which was frozen) but I had fun doing it.
And now looking forward to our holiday party where I will have 20 mouths to feed oh my!