Our Southern Thanksgiving Brunch

Ever since the year that we had to improvise Christmas (Skyler's dad went in the hospital on Christmas Day), our family has embraced the breaking of traditions. This year, we had a southern Thanksgiving brunch instead of the usual turkey/mashed potatoes/green beans Thanksgiving. You're going to wish you were part of our family.

The spread.

David made the fried chicken and it was good! When was the last time you had homemade fried chicken?

Skyler and I made the waffles. We even brought REAL maple syrup from a farm in upstate New York.

Skyler's mom made the collared greens (insert Office joke here).

I premiered my creamed corn (first time, so good).

Julie, Skyler's sister, finished up by making the best Thanksgiving dessert I've ever had: Paula Dean's banana pudding! You should be sad you didn't get any.

Interesting bit of information: A few days before Thanksgiving I asked Skyler's dad about his parents since I never met them (they both passed away). I found out that Skyler's grandpa was born in Texas, moved to Chicago, then ended up in Oklahoma, where he met Skyler's grandma in high school. Even though we didn't plan our southern brunch around family heritage, it turns out that southern heritage is in the family after all.