This past weekend we went home for Friends-giving dinner. I knew from the beginning that it was going to be a great little reunion with friends at my best friend's house. I was looking forward to it all week, knowing that it would be the chance to catch up with so many old friends. 
On Sunday morning, I went through some of my last old boxes with my mom, taking things that I wanted to keep, and donating the rest of my toys and  least favorite books. I walked away with many of my favorite books growing up, including a book of fairy tales with the most magnificent illustrations. There were other favorite books  with watercolor paintings for pictures and one about "My Big Brother Mike" which was always so poignant for me because the story was told by a little sibling with glasses being overshadowed by their big brother, Mike, but at the end of the day, the sibling also looked up to their older brother. 
Not only did I find old things from my childhood, I also found old notebooks that I would share with friends, passed back and forth between classes, drawing doodles of each other, and complaining about teachers or homework. Each note was pages long, like the fastest snail-mail service for our letters. They are the kind of notebooks that take up space, just like all my old journals, but I'll never have the heart to throw them out. 
I set up my mise en place for my grandmother's baked mac and cheese recipe in my mom's kitchen. My mom showed me how certain consistencies were supposed to be, and in the end, said it came out really good this time. For both me and my brother, it's one of our favorite holiday dishes. As I was making it, he watched for a little, knowing what a treat it is.
At my friends house, every one brought a dish, either dinner or dessert, and drinks as well! We set up the entree food on the open kitchen counter, like a double-sided buffet. With my mac and cheese there was a feast of stuffing, ham, roasted vegetables, chicken, four-cheese mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes, and even turkey. Every side dish was covered, and even every main meat. It was a great holiday with friends. S and I had to drive home to Central Florida that night, so we couldn't stay late. It was so lovely with everyone that I wished we could have stayed longer. I'm already looking forward to next years. At this rate, with how fast October and November have flown by, I bet next year will sneak up on us just as fast. 


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  1. What a delightful thing to do! I must try this next year with my friends!!

  2. I'm glad you enjoyed your Friedsgiving! I really want to try one next year with my friends. I love making my grandmother's baked macaroni and cheese. It's become my staple and people usually love it. Thanks for sharing!

  3. Our friendsgiving is this coming Sunday. Last year the theme was Mexican, and we had a big potluck. J made tortilla soup, our friends brought taquitos and seven layer taco dip. This year we're going with Greek! I'm excited to see/eat everything! I love traditions like these. Yours sounded wonderful. Good friends, good food. Perfection. xo

  4. Sounds so lovely, Yelle! Friendsgiving sounds like such a nice tradition :)

  5. i love that you just now got rid of some of your old toys. i had a big box at my grandparents for years, i don't know what ever happened to it but i'd go down the basement and look through it when it was there - when they were still there.

    your friends-giving sounds wonderful. my friends and i used to that every year. we kept the tradition up for many, many years. then, well, we all got busy with kids and such & people moved. but we are always talking about starting the tradition back up, which i am sure we will someday. and seriously oct & nov are moving so quickly it's crazy. i swear i have never felt either months go by at this speed before!

  6. I think a Friendsgiving sounds like such a wonderful idea! I might have to steal it next year ;) Plus it sounds delicious. Like a potluck Thanksgiving! Glad you had a nice time catching up with old friends.

  7. Gorgeous pictures (as always!)

    I thought my friends and I were the only ones who shared notebooks and passed them around during class! :-P I somehow ended up with all of them, and I like to thumb through them to remember how ridiculous high school and middle school was. We were so paranoid that a teacher or bully would get a hold of our notebooks, so we had code names for everything, and instead of writing each other's names, we used symbols.


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