We traveled to Atlanta for Thanksgiving this year. Neel's parents have recently moved to the Peach State, leaving the cold white north for warmer climes and a new grandson. It was a big family gathering, the kind you'd expect at Thanksgiving, and for us it was the first chance to meet Callum's new cousin and our new nephew.

There was lots of nephew playing, for sure.

We did some sightseeing...here's Centennial Park.

Neel and Callum took off for Coke World. An interesting choice for a boy who's never had a Coke. Next time I call, "CNN."

The Hindu temple took my breath away.

It'll sound crazy to say that there was a subtlety in its shimmering opulence. Layer upon layer of marble carved so intricately that you lose your eyes in it. Cerulean skies make the perfect backdrop.

We skirted Stone Mountain, and lost Callum at the top. I was too distracted to take pictures.

It's not hard to imagine losing a little boy in the face of that vast precipice, but we got him back.

We're lucky, in Atlanta, to have a lot of friends as well as family. Some from college, some even from high school. There were quite a few late nights over beer or wine, and I was too busy having fun to take pictures.

Did get some good shots of the boys playing pool, though.

My sister in law is originally from Honduras and her parents were in town for the holiday as well. Lucky for us they did a lot of cooking. So, of course, we did a lot of eating too.

We had all of the traditional foods and some amazing Honduran fare as well. That dish to the front, sort of at 9 o'clock? Oh. My. God. Merletons, and I need the recipe (although it sounds labor intensive), because seriously, I nearly fell face first into that stuff. We ate around 2:30 or so, and sometime after six my sister in law's mother poked her head out onto the deck where we were all sitting around and talking. "The turkey, he is feeling good now." Good enough to eat a little more, that's for sure.

Gotta watch out for those turkey enzymes though!