Open Road

We drove up to Boston two weekends ago to celebrate an early Thanksgiving at Doug's sister Margaret's house, stopping in New Haven along the way to pick up his brother Steve and to sample the Yale grad school nightlife. The New Haven experience consisted of beer and mashed potato-topped pizza at a brewery called BAR, lively dinner conversation with a group of Yale's liberal elite and a competitive game of Settlers of Catan to top off the night.

Once at Margaret's, instead of pizza, we enjoy a delicious home cooked meal courtesy of the master chef herself; instead of the liberal elite, we enjoyed the company of our family (who, to be sure, are still liberal and, if we look at Steve, elite); and instead of settling Catan, we ended the night debating politics (for approximately 3 – 4 hours, and anyone who knows Doug knows where that discussion led).

On Sunday morning, Doug and Steve accomplished a feat only two Tedeschi men could have– packing our Hyundai Sante Fe rental with every last one of our wedding presents. (Margaret had been kindly storing our gifts in her attic—and bedroom—for the past several months).

Below are some pictures of two of the most precious kids on this planet – our niece Virginia and nephew George.