The hubs and I weren’t able to fly back East for Thanksgiving. Instead, we spent the holiday with my sister and law and her family in Marin. We got after the day West coast style, starting with an early (early!) morning hike on the Tennessee Valley trail. In the afternoon, we headed over to celebrate with my SIL’s surrogate family—a super close knit group of pals who generously opened their homes, and shared their traditions with us. What a great thing, when friends turn into family, non?
I wanted to do well by the hubs this Thanksgiving, so ventured to make is grandmother—Evelyn’s—Pecan Pie for Thanksgiving*.
Before we dig into the recipe, some things must be said. Evelyn is the matriarch of the hub’s family. That is actually penciled in on the preface to the recipe I was given.