For some, Thanksgiving is huge, complete with elaborate table settings, fancy food, and tons of people. For us, it's an intimate dinner lovingly made by Mama Monkey. Mr. Monkey. Brother Monkey, Stepdad Monkey, and I are so lucky!
Our little turkey was so cute.
I had a leg.
Taiwanese sticky rice.
Kong xin cai.
Your Thanksgiving green beans don't look like this, do they?
And my favorite -- spring rolls!
I bet you don't have sweet and spicy chili sauce at your Thanksgiving.
We washed everything down with Martinelli's.
And that was followed by pumpkin pie.
Beyond baby bananas, Mama Monkey also couldn't stop talking about this Belgian chocolate she bought recently at Fresh & Easy.
She sent us home with one huge hunk. Mr. Monkey was happy.
Then Mr. Monkey was sleepy.
And then we drove home full of food and full of love.