Mmmmmmmm.... yammmmmmsssss...........

Okay I have an explanation for the dictatorship thing. So, I have a strange fear of needles and knifes. The second they are in someone else's hands, I start freaking out. When they are in my hands, I'm totally cool and calm. I realize this could be some serious psychological trust issues, but at least I'm not afraid of bananas (yes, this fear is a real disease which my friend has). So when I'm in the kitchen and other people are there... NOT behind the barrier of the counter, I get nervous. So there. I said it. I'm not ashamed! Besides, that was some mean barsgagan pilaf WITH the perfect tadik. I even flipped it PERFECT onto the plate so it didn't fall apart. Also on the menu were the Turkey Lara prepared (thank you Lara), yams, cranberry sauce, mashed potatos (provided by fellow DC barsgahye repat Anoush), Baghali polo, Bamia khoresht, gravy, stuffing, barsgagan rice with tadik, Arsineh's special salad (which I invented last night and shall claim as my recipe), Lucy's special salad (with funky-lookin' mushrooms), special appetizers like my special new olive dip, Kojian's favorite string cheese, hummus, and then dessert... Lucy's apple crisp with vanilla ice cream, Kojian's fruit salad, Araz and Artyom's mix of sweets (eclairs and such), and Arsineh's special tea.

I mention our entire menu because I never made a full meal for more than two people at a time and wanted to show off. :) LOOK MOM, I MADE THANKSGIVING DINNER!!! But seriously, I didn't even know I can cook.

It was clear who were the Americans in the room (4 out of 9) when we got to dessert. The others stopped eating and looked at us as if we were crazy for continuing... ok, they looked at me and thought I was crazy. So no dessert was consumed... I had half an eclair... and tea... and Bailey's. :)

So that's my Happy Thanksgiving story. I hope everyone enjoyed, can't wait for leftovers!