Thanksgiving was such a great day. I started out by going to a "Thanksgiving Celebration for the American Community in London" at St. Paul's Cathedral. It was so cool! So many American accents! It was actually quite religious. Different pastors gave lessons or sermons. One pastor was really funny and talked about different ways to cook a turkey "and god bless em, somewhere in the south, someone is deep frying a turkey," the feud of cranberry sauce "I can feel the tension here right now. I personally love the fake jelly stuff, with the rings from the can," and "heavily padded, hard hitting American football." A choir sang some anthems and songs, with the congregation joining in on 'For the Beauty of the Earth' and 'America the Beautiful.' It was really cool to see two men in uniform carrying an American flag down the aisle of St. Paul's. I'm glad we can be such friendly neighbors with England!
On a side note- the protesters are still living outside the Cathedral. I read in the paper this week that the police have had to install needle bins for all the hypodermic needles that are lying around from all the drug use. And they've turned an alley by the cathedral into their bathroom. How can you demand money for doing nothing, and then show that you'll just spend it on drugs. Good one.

Thanksgiving dinner! It was so so good. We all pitched in on Wednesday and Thursday to make lots of cheese balls, 22 pies, turkey, stuffing, and mashed potatoes. Peter made delicious green beans with a pesto-y flavor and good sweet potatoes with marsh mallows and walnuts. Thankfully they also had cranberry sauce. My favorite!
We were in heaven!
Pumpkin pie made from scratch. No cans here in London apparently. We had to roast the squash to make the pies.
Then that night I went to Wicked! Got 90 pound tickets for 27! Seriously our seats were so good. Front section in the middle. It was amazing. I'd go again in a heartbeat.