early thanksgiving happened again this year at the folsom house, which was a small miracle given that mariah and dave had just flown in from the bahamas the night before. i don’t know how it all came together with only half a day of prep time, but it did and fabulously at that- the turkey was moist, there were drinks, drinks, and more drinks, and the amount of food offered was obscene (and delicious!). it would seem that excess was the theme of the night. i believe the night ended with a deadly dinner roll fight that took out a lung and some glassware.
on thankgiving proper, i decided a hotel stay was in order. my original plan was to stay at the mark hopkins, but the top of the mark was closed. no bar, no deal. so i ended up at the palace hotel. the night went like this: dim sum roomservice, robe time, lounging in bed, sauna, boston market in-room dinner, a dip in the pool, a few drinks at the bar, late night-night drunken room service, breakfast room service, then check-out.
a girl's gotta eat 
I swear one of these days I must have white marble flooring somewhere in my house–just like those funky hotels do. Love that flooring. And yes, I love room service too.