Our second biggest event, Thanksgiving, and we had twenty-eight people at table, ourselves included. We'd gotten a lot of set-up work done before the first guests arrived, but within minutes of the crowd really turning up, everything was set. Dinner was a bit late, but nobody noticed really, so I lit the Hanukkah candles and then everyone set to eating with gusto. I madde two dishes; my wife cooked three turkeys and some bison tritip along with a variety of side dishes. Many of our guests also brought dishes, too innumerable for me to list here. We all ate to bursting; the various conversations were delightful, and the feeling of warm friendship made the evening. As soon as everyone finished, folks got to taking the room apart; dishes cleared and leftovers being packaged up to take home.
Several of our friends hung around for a couple hours, leisurely drinking and eating this and that. Finally, we waved goodbye to the last and the day that we'd been preparing for for weeks was over.
As we kicked back after our guests had gone, I put on a Netflix disk of Iron Man 3; mildly amusing, but it didn't stand up to much thinking.