Sorry for the big gap in posts everyone. I just woke up from a food-induced coma. Keith and I visited our family down in Illinois for Thanksgiving. Everyone contributed to the meal. I made a couple of desserts, a traditional pumpkin pie and some coconut milk keylime bars. Grandma made some concoction of sticky rice, coconut, and sugar wrapped in banana leaves then grilled (Keith says that describes every Filipino dessert). It’s actually called tupig. They are a very common street/outdoor market food in the Philippines. Mom roasted a turkey and my cousin H almost burned down his parents house frying a turkey. As if two turkeys weren’t enough, my Aunt G deep fried some pork belly. It’s considered bad luck to run out of food when you’re having a party in the Filipino culture. We had the traditional side dishes: garlic mashed potatoes, sweet potatoes with marshmallows, brussells sprouts, green bean casserole, and stuffing. The dinner was splendid and the night went on with some more drinking, dancing, and cheesy karaoke. Well, everyone drank and everyone but Keith danced, but the karaoke was all me !
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