Life is Good.

My Saturday Morning Eamon Duffy reading group exemplifies everything I love about the Centre for Medieval Studies. We, having read Duffy for fun (or for Major Fields Exam Reading Lists) sit around drinking caffeinated beverages and pretending to talk about Medieval English Religion. Of course, in practice this means that we discuss reenacting a medieval rogationtide procession around the boundaries of the new Centre building (to drive all the evil demons from our 'parish' to that of the Classicists) and Thomas More's earthy sense of humor. ("That's why he got along so well with Erasmus...'Amice Erasme, tracte digitum meum.")

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We had a Canadian Thanksgiving last night. Celticist Roommate and I busied ourselves around the stove and then opened our apartment to Kolya & T., who brought the fruits of their own culinary labo(u)r and copious amounts of wine to the table--especially exciting because Celticist Roommate had brought me a present of wineglasses from Canadian Tire.

And then I got to have pumpkin pie for breakfast this morning.

Our Menu:
Maple Syrup Brussels Sprouts and
Walnut & Cranberry Bread (both by T.)
Garlic Mashed Potatoes, a la Celticist Roommate
Roasted Root Vegetables, from Kolya
A ham about the size of a Nerf Football, baked by one or both of the gentlemen
And: Phillips Stuffing, Baked Squash, and a Pumpkin Pie with homemade Whipped Cream by Yrs. Truly.

The Walnut & Cranberry Bread made me terribly homesick for Mom's annual Easter Party-- specifically her Kulich. I may have to obtain her recipe, come April.

This evening I am attending a less traditional Thanksgiving at the House of Em, where I will be served Japanese Curry and we will watch British Comedies.