[33 Apocalypse Ave - Christmas Dinner, all afternoon]
Logan had spent some of Thursday night and then all of Friday morning putting together food for an early Christmas dinner. There was a large roast turkey as well as mashed potatoes, green beans, stuffing, cranberry sauce, Swedish meatballs, lutefisk, a pumpkin pie, and a Christmas pudding. He hoped no one had any allergies he didn't know about.
With the house decorated for Christmas and presents beginning to pile beneath the tree, Logan was almost sorry he wouldn't be there for the day itself. As it was, he'd just have to content himself with getting everyone together for dinner, and then, hopefully, repeat the whole process with the Terminal City gang.
Checking the clock, he decided it was getting close - he checked on the pie in the oven one last time and then pulled out a bottle of wine for the table (which Thursday had set earlier), anticipating the arrival of guests and housemates.
[ooc: Open all day for housemates and guests, so ping in whenever. :) I'll be around for most of the day, except for my commutes, and likely slowish while I'm at work.]
With the house decorated for Christmas and presents beginning to pile beneath the tree, Logan was almost sorry he wouldn't be there for the day itself. As it was, he'd just have to content himself with getting everyone together for dinner, and then, hopefully, repeat the whole process with the Terminal City gang.
Checking the clock, he decided it was getting close - he checked on the pie in the oven one last time and then pulled out a bottle of wine for the table (which Thursday had set earlier), anticipating the arrival of guests and housemates.
[ooc: Open all day for housemates and guests, so ping in whenever. :) I'll be around for most of the day, except for my commutes, and likely slowish while I'm at work.]