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Pardon our absence. All of us here at Dakota have been recovering from the festival.
Rather than publish a list of things for which we are thankful, we will begin with a narcissistic display of table decor.
Two days before Thanksgiving we were thrilled to come upon a stalk of brussel sprouts for $3.99 at our local supermarket, which we knew would make a spectacular, economical and ultimately eatable centerpiece for the table. That, together with two long aloe leaves at 99 cents each and five for a dollar white calla lilies at the Dollar Store made an excellent start. Later we added garlic, flowering kale and some white berries for a full cruciferous effect. Today the whole centerpiece is beginning to smell like a 1920's Lower East Side tenement hallway. But we digress.
When they saw the raw ingredients, the family, artists in their own right, conjured something edgier.
And this was the final compromise
A photograph by Pinar Yolacan, the tripe artist, (note Maria's sash is a cow's second stomach) which just happened to be lying around, was placed atop the brussel sprouts giving the whole thing a strange sort of Egyptian/Mayan floating funeral pyre feeling, without being overtly disgusting.
All of us here at Dakota are thankful for a family that won't let us take ourselves too seriously.
Photo note: Another in the Thanksgiving table series, which are always a little out of focus due to dreary days
Posted by Dakota at November 24, 2007 08:31 AM