thanksgiving

So for Thanksgiving this year I offered to make a vietnamese soup (sup mang qua) thinking it would be easy. I emailed my sister for the receipe. She responded with everything except for the portions. Thinking perhaps she didn't know how many people I was cooking for I told her. To which she replied:

"Oh I don't know, I'm not good at portions. As much as you want I guess."

To make a long story short I was overzealous with the tapioca powder which lead to my soup having the consistency similar to that of tapioca pudding. I wish I was kidding but I am not.

Everyone ate it anyways exclaiming it was "super bon" (who says French people aren't nice?)

I didn't take any pictures of it as I am hoping with my bad memory I won't remember the incident when I look back at the pictures (it's no loss anyways a picture doesn't convey texture).

Main differences between an American Thanksgiving and an American Thanksgiving in France:



Apero (this lasted for almost as long as the meal did).



Fireplace (this is new to me and it took me ages to get an unfuzy pictures so I'm going to post it).



No turkey (the turkey farmer kind of thought we were nuts when we asked for a turkey so far in advance of Christmas) or cranberry sauce (that's cumberland sauce - tastes similar). No corn on the cob. Anywhere.



But we did have pumpkin pie.