So if you haven't been following me on Instagram, I guess it's time I tell you that... I'VE MOVED! I most definitely plan to write a whole blog post about it and my process, but I am just not there yet at the feelings level. I really can't explain all the emotions inside of me from this move.

If you don't know me, then Hi, I'm Brittany. I'm originally from Brick, NJ and have ben working in New York City BEFORE I even graduated from college. The commute is brutal. It's two and a half hours one way (so total of above 5 hours commuting each day on a GOOD DAY). I'll talk more indepth about this later on in another blog post.

ANYWAY! I am extremely thrilled to say that I have finally moved and have been in this apartment for almost two months already. If we're honest, the time is flippin' flying. I cannot believe Thanksgiving is over already and we are moving on to Christmas already. WOW.

I am also excited to say that I have hosted my first Thanksgiving! Can you believe it? I moved into this apartment in October and I knew from that moment (even from August, when I knew I was moving) that I wanted to host like every single holiday in this apartment. I knew I wasn't going to get away with every single one, but I think I definitely at least wanted to start off with Thanksgiving.

There are a lot of things I have already learned about being a host. My dad had suggested that I keep an ongoing list of things throughout the day that I will need. As we started cooking and preparing, there was something that would pop up that I never thought I would need, but did. To be honest, I was pretty proud, there weren't many! It was good to have that list though, it will certainly help in the future.

I wanted to share a couple of photos from the day with you. They aren't the most professional photos because I really was focussed on having a great time and hosting in general. I don't care though, it was all worth it. Come along! >>


The day started with my dad arriving around 745am because he had a call at 815 with his team in Switzerland (who don't celebrate Thanksgiving so, call anyway). We began with a mimosa and bloody mary alongside some waffles. Because you know, we weren't going to eat and drink enough that day so we had to start off strong.


I was quite proud of this pie and the way I did the lattice on it. I asked my dad what I should try and make with the extra dough on the top and he literally said "why don't you try and do a turkey?" Okay Dad, not thaaaat talented. He ended up making this turkey and I was shocked it could be that simple. We also had the turkey in the oven by about 915am.

We kicked things off with a cheese plate, spanakopita, caramelized onion/gorgonzola tarts, and chips.

My uncle surprised me with a B mug full of herbs that look incredible and I cannot wait to cook with them. 

Thanks to my dad, the turkey came out incredible. It was cooked for the perfect amount of time and tasted great.

My dad and uncle in the kitchen, apparently talking about the size of something? 

Of course I would have my turkey out on a rose gold platter. This is most of the food, there were still a few more things being prepped before we ate. Please take note of my cousins "jolly rancher" plate that he decided was necessary.

Probably the best photo of the night where my bother and cousin decided to be serious for three seconds and smile nicely without sticking up the middle finger (my brother assure me this would probably never happen again).

My dad and I just being general HAPPY.

The turkiest turkeys of the evening.

I could go on and on, but this is where I'll leave it. When did you host your first holiday? Leave your stories in the comments or tweet me, and tell me what you realized you needed during preps/dinner. Thanks for reading and following along. HAPPY THANKSGIVING! Xoxo- Brit.

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