One of my favorite things about winter is being tucked up all cozy in a warm house full of friends. There are very few things I like about winter, but that image stays with me as a comfort. This fall, we celebrated our 2nd annual Practice Thanksgiving, in which every family brings a dish to practice new and tricky recipes before they fall onto the plates of judgmental relatives. This group of people is full of the warmth that is my greatest joy in barren winter, and I am so thankful for their graciousness and fun and adorable progeny and delicious cooking skills.
I don't know who took which photo, but I assume the best ones here are taken by one of the artists. Feel free to give them credit.
