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NOTE: these are all pictures from my phone so they are less than stunning. Hopefully pictures from our actual camera will be uploaded later.
Because my obliging husband bought groceries between his classes, at 5pm we were ready to head home and begin cooking the feast.
The turkey took a bit longer to cook than we expected so the little boy had his own feast of sweet potato and some banana before getting very sleepy.
Look at those sleepy eyes!
So he crawled into the bathroom for his nightly bath.
He loves baby bath time!
He was charming as usual.
After baby bath time and sleepy time we finished preparing the food and set the table.
Eleanor set the table.
The carrots were a success!
I did use whiskey and they were delicious.
Eleanor’s St. Michael’s Bannock was full of currants and spectacular.
The stuffing was scrumptious.
The long-awaited turkey did not disappoint.
There was some confusion as to the removal of the metal thing.
Angelic glow from the chandelier!
Then we ate the blackberry buckle that Dan and Hillary made.
With cream and white chocolate almond ice cream!
Heather quite enjoyed it.
Saint Michael the Archangel,
defend us in battle;
be our protection against the wickedness and snares of the devil.
May God rebuke him, we humbly pray:
and do thou, O Prince of the heavenly host,
by the power of God,
thrust into hell Satan and all the evil spirits
who prowl about the world seeking the ruin of souls.
Amen.
My Dear Daughter,
A culinary triumph! Loved the photos; they were very clear and conveyed the festivity and conviviality of the event. Loved photos of the novitiate, Benjamin. The photos made me quite hungry! Loved the prayer. Found info on St. Michael in my Saint Book from Garrett. (St. George was listed but no Georgia.)
Coram Deo,
Marmee