Mrs Vache Folle and I started a new Thanksgiving tradition yesterday. We went to the gym, did some housecleaning and had dinner at Jaipore, a fabulous Indian restaurant in Brewster. We had chicken korma, tender morsels of chicken in a cashew sauce, and Kashmiri lamb rogan josh, melt in your mouth lamb with a spicy tomato based curry sauce. We also got an okra dish that was remarkable in that it didn't have any okra in it, just cold raw onions in sour cream. It will not be part of the tradition going forward.
Today, we're supposed to take Mrs VF's nephews to Ellis Island and the Statue of Liberty where we will meet some old friends from Seattle. Tomorrow, I'm going to put the kids to work cleaning the gutters and picking up dog poop in the back yard. I'll pay them, Mrs VF will give them some cash for Christmas, and we'll take them to the mall to spend it. If that doesn't jump start the economy, I don't know what else we can do. We'll also patronize the Cold Stone Creamery and the Buffet next to the Good Will. Sunday, they'll be gone.