My friend Gemma let me borrow her G2 section of Today's Guardian to read the journalist Jonathan Margolis's article on being Jew-ish. It's amazing and so so so true!

"I'm a completely fake agnostic, because I still quietly recite the Shema when things get awkward."

Thanksgiving Fun

I realised that I haven't posted about our Thanksgiving dinner. Three of my Brit friends hosted a Thanksgiving dinner for myself and two of our mutual American friends at their flat. It was gorgeous. Such good food! It was one of those situations where I ate so fast that I got a stomach ache and couldn't eat to my full potential. Ugh worst! But we had all the standards, Turkey, Stuffing, Cranberry Sauce, Pumpkin Pie mmmm. I'm so glad we got to share such a wonderful holiday with them. It also made me want to have dinner parties one day. When I can afford to feed a multitude of people. Who knows when that will be. But, while I missed my family, it was great to have a wonderful dinner with friends!

Here is a picture of one of the best dishes (though they were all amazing): Pamela's Broccoli Casserole

I think the Union Jack mugs are a nice touch. So yum. I've begged my mom to prepare this casserole for our Christmas dinner. mmmm.

It's Almost Time

December is a mere few hours away. Which means the most magically holiday of all is fast approaching. I've been trying to find sweet Christmas tunes on Spotify but I keep returning to the greatest Christmas album ever mad, Sufjan Stevens's Songs for Christmas. I know, I'm such a hipsta. But seriously, it's an amazing album. And while Bing Crosby/David Bowie's amazing duet will remain my favourite Christmas song, this album is so solid. Here's one of my fav songs from the album with some added Japanese animation. SWEET!

My New Favourite Desert

Galaxy Hot Chocolate, Marshmallows and Dark Chocolate Biscuits (to dunk into the chocolatey wonder). Such a pleasant wintery way to end my day.

Vital News Story from Back Home

Oh dear, Global Warming!

Sunday Morning Music

Props to my Dad for introducing me to this fab Donovan song on Facebook. It's a perfect rainy day song.

Sunday Morning

It's downpouring so I'm going to strap on my welly's and walk down the street to my local Cafe Nero and read the Sunday Times. My favorite morning routine.

Happy Thanksgiving

One year ago I was on a cruise to the Bahamas

Two years ago I was celebrating my first Thanksgiving away from home in Oxford.

This year it doesn't even feel like Thanksgiving. I'm going to a Thanksgiving dinner, but not until Saturday. So today felt really weird, America felt really far away. Even though I did go to a big service this morning at St. Paul's Cathedral, hosted by the American embassy. The service was wonderful, but odd because I wasn't there with my family and I didn't have a big dinner to look forward to. After I had to go to another IO seminar aka 50 minutes of listening to a Dutch boy state various statements about how evil America is. And now I'm sitting in my room, with no turkey or pumpkin pie (I did have a turkey sandwich with cranberry and stuffing at Pret for lunch, so that was nice). It's kind of sad. At least I have brownies to look forward to at roughly 730 and then a big swanky party in Oxford tomorrow night.