Skradinski Buk, Krka National Park, Croatia

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Thursday, 24th November

I had a nice sleep in. I tried to stay in bed for as long as possible. I ended up rising around 8.30am. Carol and Gerald were already up and cooking for the thanksgiving meal later that day.

I rallied the boys and we made rum balls. The biscuits were as similar to granitas as I could find and they tasted pretty good. I started making the pavlova for the dessert. I used 5 egg whites and added some sugar, corn starch and a pinch on salt. It was the right amount and I set it in the tray and put it in the oven. An hour later I opened the door and used mums tips to keep the inside chewy. It didn’t raise as much as I thought it would but there was a fair amount for a base.

Mica and I threw the full sized NFL ball. I was getting rather good at it and he was the receiver and I was the quarter back.

Inside there were a number of games on the TV. I didn’t watch them as I was helping in the kitchen and doing odd jobs.

In the afternoon the turkey was finally ready. Lars pulled it out of the roaster and started carving. Carol pulled out all of her dishes from the oven and we feasted on an amazing spread of turkey, roasted sweet potatoes in a sugar sauce with marshmallows (I know right!), the jello sauce, cranberry sauce, stuffing, a broccoli and corn mix and other small assortments to compliment the meal. The gravy was super thick and full of flavor from the turkey.

I had a full plate and enjoyed every flavour that it brought to my platelets. It was a good meal and the Jacobs creek white chardonnay wine I bought went down well too.


During the feast we all took turns to say what we were thankful for. Family and friends and good health were all mentioned. I said I was thankful for everyone having opportunities to do whatever they dreamed of in life.

After the fest, which finished around 5pm, it was a slightly awkward time because we couldn’t really siesta. We cleaned up the plates and I was so full I had a quick lie down.

Once we were ready I started to prepare the pavlova. Hannah whipped up some fresh cream and I cut the strawberries. The berries which I had allowed to defrost were sweet. In fact the strawberries were some of the sweetest I’d every tasted.

The pavlova went down really well with everyone. It was finished but 7pm.
It looked good to, and I was happy with the base being hard on the outside but soft and chewy on the inside.

Later that night we ended up watching family videos from the 98’-2000 when Hannah’s siblings were young. It was fun and looking back I now wish we had some footage as well as the great pictures dad had taken.

The home videos were finally over and I snuck off to bed. It was a long day and I had to spend some time preparing the camera’s for the following day of skiing.

I finally made it into bed, but not before I skyped Harry. He was off to leavers the following day and I wanted to catch him before he left.

I fell asleep quickly and was excited for the following day. I had the alarm set for 7am as we’d planned to be in the car at 7.30, in an attempt to catch the first lift up.

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