The first batch arrived on Wednesday morning. A little late, tired from flight delays and an overnight in Chicago, but ready to go nonetheless. The honey's companion was a little tired from flight delays as well, but rallied as usual. Rallied to make an amazing oyster chowder, and followed that up with an oyster-chorizo dressing to accompany the bird. The companion was a jolly young man, and we were all glad in the end that the honey invited him along.
The companion watched football, hung out in the man-cave with Dad, took a trip to the zoo, napped for three minutes on Friday afternoon (literally), listened to Neil, stirred the cranberry sorbet, watched some more football, and along with Dad contributed mightily to Dad's bottle recycling efforts.
Fun was had by all, until the honey's companion had to make the long trip home, leaving us behind with a sweet taste in our mouths.
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