
Probably the biggest memory of the weekend was lugging all our crap up the hill. We were told that if it had snowed, then it would be diffuclt to drive the car up the "hill". Of course it snowed, and we had a 20 minute hike up - probably didn't help that our tires had about as much tread as a figure skate. Needless to say, we made three trips in one night - including one especially memorable one with a 75 pound piece of luggage (they really don't roll in a foot snow that well). I told Tim (Andrea's husband) that we probably broke every rule of hiking that I learned in Boy Scouts.

For dessert Tim and Andrea made a pumpkin pie (one of the better ones I've had), and Gaby and Irma made a flan. We also got a recipe from Joe's mother for a banana creme pie (which Joe probably had 80% of it).
Not sure if I remember all the alcohol we had - had a nice magnum of Cremant from Alsace, several whites and reds, and a bottle of Jack Daniels.
It was a totally different Thanksgiving than I've had in the past, and I think it probably helped that we worked on Thursday, and didn't have our dinner until Saturday.
The other thing we realized is that we're really excited about our ski weekend before Xmas (which is going to be about an hour south of where we were, but in France. We went with the catered option so we don't have to worry about food - and after planning, transporting, cooking, and cleaning up for basically one meal - we're glad we put up the little extra.