Cold Turkey: Entertaining Self, Daughter, Nephew
November 26, 2006
This is Marlow's first Thanksgiving at home in years, and she wanted to spend it with a small family group, which is why it was just me, her and my nephew (her cousin, my brother's son) Paul (known around here as little Paul, to distinguish him from me and my dad, although he isn't really so little anymoer), who came down from Davis for the occasion.
We bought a Thanksgiving dinner from a caterer and scrupulously followed instructions, except that after two hours when we took the aluminum foil off the turkey it was stone cold. Somehow, the oven had not heated up. So, we took another two hours to cook it. That mean we didn't get to see Borat at theRheem Theater, but we had a great time sitting around and talking at watching the Story of the Weeping Camel, a cross between fiction and nature documentary that is incredibly entertaining and well worth watching. Maybe we can rent Borat when its out on DVD.
On Wednesday, Marlow and I saw four movies in SF (reviewed below). We often do these movie marathons when Vicki is out of town; she was with our younger daughter, Rae, in Manhattan. They had a hotel buffet for Thanksgiving. On Saturday, we saw four movies in Berkeley.
Friday, I had planned to see Little Children, since it is so likely to spawn Oscar nominations for its stars. My first plan was to see it at 3, but Paul mentioned he hadn't had Dim Sum since the last time Marlow and I took him out for it, so we went to Tin's Tea House in Walnut Creek. Unusally inauthentic atmosphere and locale, but great Dim Sum. By the time I got home and cleared off my desk, it was too late because…
I was committed to playing for 90 minutes in Danville to entertain people strolling down the main street after the annual Christmas Tree Lighting. It was a fun gig--I love playing Christmas carols in a small group in public from simple arrangements--but it was cold and I was tired afterwards, so I didn't go see the 9:50 show either. Little Children may have to collect its Oscar nominations while escaping my critical gaze. We'll see how next week goes. It's likely to be a blur; amazing, there are only three school weeks between Thanksgiving and the start of Winter break.