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Illya looked on hungrily at the preparations for a Thanksgiving meal. Never before had he seen something this luscious, this enticing.
Layer upon layer of the orange colored potato were swathed in butter and brown sugar, pineapple and thin slices of orange. Finally, triumphantly, a topping of small marshmallows finished the grand assembly before being set into the oven to brown to perfection.
“And this is dessert?”
Her reply was as triumphant as the gooey crown. Landing the Russian for Thanksgiving was something for which this southern belle hoped they would both be truly thankful.
“No darlin’. Dessert comes later.”
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Date: 2012-11-21 07:54 pm (UTC)I can never have them over as they are afraid and or allergic to cats, even in I sequestered Bowie to the bedroom...
For Christmas we have an English dinner with roast beef or filet mignon, Yorkshire puddings and the trimmings, plus paper crowns and favors, all thanks to Vic, my cousin's other half who's from London.
Can't wait for Christmas...yum.
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Date: 2012-11-21 06:38 pm (UTC)Brown sugar does make a difference, doesn't it? *wanders off into kitchen*
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Date: 2012-11-21 08:47 pm (UTC)Good strategy--Illya can't run as fast when his tummy's full.
;)
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Date: 2012-11-21 08:55 pm (UTC)Thanks for the tasteful comment ;)