My cousins have a lovely vacation home in Maine. I visited there in the summer and instantly fell in love with the state. When they invited me to spend Thanksgiving weekend with them up there, I happily said yes.
A nor'easter was predicted for Wednesday, and we left in the wee hours. The storm was right behind us but the temperature held and we made it in six hours with just one very quick stop. When we got to their house, about thirty minutes later, this was our view:
Fortunately, my cousin's in-laws have dear friends that live in Rockland, about 30 minutes away. Their daughter is a James Beard award winning chef who owns one of Maine's best restaurants, called Primo. It is very hard to get a reservation. Primo was closed for Thanksgiving as the chef and her mother were decorating it for Christmas. She graciously offered for us to bring our turkey and trimmings and cook there! So we did!
I was asked to make stuffed artichokes. And the cranberry sauce.
My cousin Dawn making potato croquettes
Twenty pounds of juicy deliciousness right here!
A lovely table was set for us in a private room upstairs. This was after dinner, sorry!
Friday was sunny, we were all plowed out from early Thursday, very impressive plowing, too. We got our power back in the afternoon. Hooray!
A good day for sledding
Dawn put up their tree
And we returned home on Sunday with wonderful memories. A near disaster averted, and turned into a blessing. I am thankful for my cousins, and their good friends!
The road to their home, a beautiful snow arch!