Thanksgiving! [open to everyone]

[playboy_philanthropist]

Feel free to post any Thanksgiving starts or even summaries here in this nice tidy space! There are many things going on in the tower! Watching of the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade (9am - noon-ish) on TV (possibly with some glimpses from a distance from the tower - 6th street is three blocks down from Stark Tower)! Watching of football on TV! If you can wrestle the remote away, there might even be the dog show on TV!

And lots of cooking and baking! Food galore! Luckily, I think Tony talked himself out of deep-frying a turducken, but he got a precooked one as well as bringing enough port glazed gigs with marscopone & proscuitto on almond tuille for everyone.

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[agentdarcy]

Darcy commandeered the common kitchen early. She had made cinnamon rolls and muffins the night before, and warmed them up while she started gathering the ingredients for the pies. By the time she had the first batch of pumpkin pies mixed and ready to go into the oven, the smell of cinnamon and sugar was already wafting through the common area.

She brewed herself a cup of coffee and started on the next batch, humming quietly as she worked. There would be parade watching and football later, but for now the television was on the news, which was showing a video of the President pardoning this year's turkeys.

[the_spy]

Fury hadn't believed it when he was invited to spend the day at Stark Tower with his agents. At this rate, they'd all be best friends soon, he told himself wryly. Probably not, he laughed, but it was nice getting to know some of them better. He'd spent most of his career trying not to know his agents; it made sending them into harm's way that much harder. But this crew here, they were special, and Fury found himself drawn to them in a way. Not knowing them would be a crime, so here he was, again, walking toward Agent Lewis, who was covered in flour.

"You have been busy, it seems, Agent Lewis." He glanced over at the pot of coffee, steaming. "May I?"

[agentdarcy]

She was rolling out the crust for the fourth pie when Fury appeared. "Morning, sir," she said with a grin. "I started last night, so I guess I have been busy. Help yourself." she said, fitting the crust into the pie plate. Darcy poured in the pumpkin filling and then checked the oven. The first two were ready, so she carefully took them out and set them on the counter to cool, then slipped the remaining two in to bake. She scribbled a note of warning on a post it and stuck it on the counter next to the pies. Hands off until dinner.

That done, she started clearing the mess and loaded the dishwasher. At last, she perched on a stool with her own cup of coffee and reached for a muffin. "I imagine the rest will start wandering in when the smell of pie reaches them."

[the_spy]

"Those look delicious." Nick looked over approvingly. "My mother, rest her soul, made the best pecan pies you could find anywhere. Since she passed, I've found myself becoming more and more a fan of the pumpkin ones. I'll be looking forward to trying these."

A couple dogs ran past Fury, as if on their way somewhere. Strange... "How are you holding up, Agent Lewis? I imagine things are quiet around here with Romanoff and Coulson gone, and the Asgardians away."

[agentdarcy]

"I think I've made enough for everyone," Darcy said with a laugh. "I made cookies last night, too, so there should be plenty." With Thor and Loki gone, it was a little easier to estimate, but she'd still made extra. Steve could put some food away; she'd seen that the day they'd watched movies and ate Chinese. Besides, it was Thanksgiving.

She turned her head, wondering what Bear and Dog were up to as they disappeared around the corner. "It's pretty quiet, yeah," she admitted. Darcy thought again about that note from Loki, which she'd found on the table after he and Thor left. "I'm doing okay. Looking forward to the break from classes."

FOOTBALL TONIGHT

[agent_barton]

[email/text sent to everyone in the tower]

Jets vs Patriots tonight in the Common Area (unless that endless dog show is still going on, in which case it will be moved to Clint's room). Leftovers will be provided for anyone who still has any room left. Also, some beer.

Patriots fans allowed but agree in advance to be subjected to ridicule.