This was the second Thanksgiving (out of 4) that Mike and I have spent just with each other.
The first was on our honeymoon and we make mashed potatoes in the microwave in the room's ice bucket.
This year we stepped it up a little and made the mashed potatoes in a pot. We didn't make turkey, but we did buy a rotisserie chicken from a Turkish man. We think that's close enough.
We decided not to go formal, as you can tell from Mike's pajama pants.