No Pilgrims, just Mexican

Jonny and I have a mutual tradition of ignoring what 99% of America is up to during "holidays". Black Friday is a great time to sit on the sidewalk and laugh at the plebes rushing to Wallyworld. Who on earth held a gun to their head and told them they must buy presents as an expression of their love? What a dumb rule. Buying presents is the easy part. Being genuinely loving and supportive on days not recognized by Hallmark? Hard.

Today we decided to uphold one great American tradition: ripping off other cultures' holidays. Instead of stuffing some poor fowl, we made a mole dinner. From scratch. So tasty! Below are pictures of the tortilla-making adventure including our homemade tortilla press: two cutting boards and a Lodge cast iron skillet. With this rate of ingenuity we will take over the world by next Tuesday.

We had Mohnish over to enjoy our version of Giving Thanks (the posed pic is for you, Mom).

James came over a bit later and introduced me to the best combo ever: Heinz ketchup + Wavy Lay's.