Just so you know what you cooked all that pumpkin for, here's the menu:
Connie Staccato's Thanksgiving Dinner
Gravy (for the bird, not what the Napolitani mean by gravy)
Candied Sweet Potatoes
Sambuca, Galliano, Amaretto, etc.
That's what we're having. You can do whatever you want. Shopping lists and recipes will be provided. I don't do appetizers, because people usually want to bring stuff and that's a good thing for them to bring. I don't have the patience for appetizers, and Lord knows with all this food you don't really need one, although my son, Nino, once made this really nice stuff with figs and goat's cheese and honey that I wouldn't mind if he made again. But usually the anchovy-stuffed olive from my martini is enough for me.
Speaking of martinis: I think it's only fair to warn you that, if you're the cook, you should save the drinking for later. Maybe a little wine, but that's it.
Vodka doesn't mix well with knives. Especially if you're Sicilian. My husband, Anthony, stabbed me in the leg with a carving knife last Thanksgiving and he wasn't even drinking! True story. It was an accident.
So he said.
So he said.