Contraband Vegemite: Thanksgiving and other fun stuff

I had an All-American Thanksgiving this year which, yes, means an “as much as you can physically eat and then dessert” Thanksgiving. My stomach might have been complaining, but my tastebuds weren’t. Yumbo.

Cold ham, hot turkey, sweet potato salad, pomegranite salad, stuffing, mashed spuds, broccoli gratin, pumpkin pie, cranberry pie, chocolate pound cake... yum

It wasn’t really all All-American, as I was staying in the mountains with two lovely Australian girls, Pia and Sylvia, at the gorgeous home of Lisa and Tom and Case and Will – a great American family who worked for Save the Children for years and years and have lived in more countries of the world than most of us will visit.

Poor Will and Case were regularly relegated to the boot of the car in order to ship the Aussie invaders around

Nic, alas, was confined to Durham, so we indulged in a weekend of girly pleasures, poring over the beautiful shops in Asheville, eating delicious food and generally having a lovely time. It was definitely nice to spend some time with established American families and able to enjoy the view from a particularly gorgeous house looking over the valley that Asheville is in.