So my dad and mimi (his life partner slash guardian) came over to Dublin for Thanksgiving break. He couldn't remember if he'd been in Dublin before (which seems suspicious but I let it go) but was PRETTY SURE this was both of their first times here.
Mimi is an expert at cooking for large amounts of people, and my dad and I are experts at eating and drinking with large amounts of people, so we decided to combine forces to create an Irish Thanksgiving 2012, which all went down at my friend Kitty's house.
This is Mimi trying to teach me how to make pie. I made her promise that I would get all the cred when we served it.
Until I saw how my crusts turned out, and then decided it was only fair to share the cred.
Kitty, if you're reading this, I broke the handle on your rolling pin while rolling dough, and it knocked over a huge container of seeds. Mimi put them back in the container, but I just needed to get that off my chest.
This was my dad's piece de resistance. He found time to string this together while playing outloud ALL youtube videos of people singing House of The Rising Sun. Not joking.
And these are my classy friends.
Happy Belated Thanksgiving Everyone
"He fills his glasses up to the brim
And he'll pass the cards around
And the only pleasure he gets out of life
Is ramblin' from town to town"
- House of The Rising Sun