
My dad, momentary breaking from attending to his spiral ham, standing for lighting tests for our family Christmas card. What a fiasco it ended up being. But really, this picture is such quintessential "Dad in his apron" that I had to post it.

Last night was making homemade raviolis in my new apron, drinking wine and listening to my Nat King Cole Pandora
station. Then, once my roommate and I had polished off a bottle and a half of wine we giggled like fools as we relived the oddities of childhood through the Pippi Longstockings movie we got from Netflix.
When visiting my coworker in Flag, she made a delightful vegetarian lasagna, full of spinach and mushrooms. And very saucy. With whole wheat. Just the way I like it. She was kind enough to share the recipe so I could attempt my very first lasagna.
Last Wednesday, on Halloween, Derek and Jenn tied the knot on the Queen Mary. Chica and I drove out to California. It was a freaking blast.
The angry gingerbread best man and the groom at our table. I took part in merriment and feasting.... maybe a bit too much. I think the Ben & Jerry's finally did me in.
On deck after dinner and dancing. They had an 80s cover band. So sweet.

Natalie made yummy tortoloni and I baked a pumpkin pie.