Thanksgiving Day Menu at Mongo’s House
Here’s the menu for Thanksgiving dinner in Mongo’s house this year. Most of it is not “Mongo Friendly” for one or more reasons, so he did not get to partake in most of it, except for some turkey. (and a little bacon, and maybe just a bit of cheese, and perhaps just a smidgen of pie crust, and of course just a dab of whipped cream.)
Formaggi
Crackers & soft cheese/ proscuitto & rosemary grissini/ nuts
served with prosecco
Apertivo
Bacon-wrapped/cheese-stuffed dates
served with prosecco
Antipasto
Wild mushroom mini-tarts (Fall is chanterelle season in Washington)
served with sauvignon blanc
Primo
Wild mushroom & barley soup (more chanterelles)
served with sauvignon blanc
Secondo
Turkey and the fixins
served with chardonnay
Insalata
Mixed greens
Dolce et Cafe
Pumpkin pie or tiramisu
Mongo did get a plate of whipped cream for dessert. He loves to hear the sound of the can. It brings him running faster than any dog whistle.
- Bacon wrapped dates & wild mushroom mini-tarts
- Home made wild mushroom and barley soup
- Turkey and the fixins
Pomme de Terre
Mongo loves apples. Mongo hunts for fallen apples from the Fourth of July through the first days of winter. But not only does he like red and yellow apples, which the French call pommes. He is also very fond of what the French call the “pomme de terre”, i.e. the potato.
Today, Dad came home to find Mongo looking rather guilty.
“Ok buddy, what badness did you do today?” Dad looked around the kitchen and something on the other side of the table caught his eye.
Howl-o-ween Aftermath 2015
Cleaning up after Mongo’s Halloween was not as easy as Dad had first expected. Mongo likes baths so that wasn’t the problem. Actually, Mongo is not that crayzy about the bath part, but he likes getting toweled off after baths, so he tolerates the bath part.
However, it took two shampoos to get the black hair paint off of Mongo. Interestingly, the area where he accidentally got hair sprayed took extra scrubbing beyond the two shampoos to come clean. That hairspray was resilient stuff; certainly more than a match for Seattle’s wintry weather!
When Mongo was all cleaned up, the hair-paint left a ring around the tub that Dr. Seuss would have been proud of.
Classic – Mongo’s First Howl-o-ween
Mongo’s Howl-o-ween
Tricia had already laid in a fair supply of candy for the Trick or Treaters. What we didn’t realize was that our neighborhood is one of the ones where people drive for miles to let their kids go out for Halloween. The houses are in a suburban spacing, so the candy density is high. There is no outlet, so traffic is minimal. And many of the homeowners warmly welcome the little undercover urchins by offering full-sized bags of M&M’s or Snickers bars.
In fact in talking to our neighbor, his first question on Saturday was, “How much candy do you have?”










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