This year Emilie helped take my mind off what I was missing back home by organizing a real Thanksgiving experience. It entailed a full day of cooking (almost exclusively by her) and we were joined by her mother and sister to round out the family atmosphere.
Here's the guest of honor -- the turkey. While it was smaller than the turkeys that we normally have back home (it was "only" 9 lbs), the oven was barely big enough to accomodate it.
As seen in the photo below, Emilie was clearly excited by her successful initial foray into American holiday cooking.
The meal was fantastic and went a long way towards addressing my annual Thanksgiving homesickness. I think Emilie's mom and sister also enjoyed their first real exposure to the holiday.
After the meal we had plenty of leftovers -- including about 2/3 of the turkey itself, which I still had to carve. That was fine by me as I love eating Turkey the week after Thanksgiving.
My only complaint -- all the clean-up required after the meal. In all my Thanksgivings, I don't think I have ever done my fair share in terms of dishes. As such, I had no real clue of the actual clean-up required (particularly if, like us, you don't have a dishwasher).