A glimpse into our editors' lives: Here's how the world looks from where we stood this Thanksgiving weekend.
Who cares about turkey when you have Amanda Hesser's mashed butternut squash at the table? Hands-down crowd favorite. —Merrill
Just giving my wort (A.K.A. baby beer) an ice bath mid-home brew to cool it down before pitching the yeast. In two weeks it'll be an IPA! Not pictured: My cat trying to climb in with it. (This photo is making me realize that next weekend's project may be cleaning the grout.) —Leslie
In Montreal, you can Airbnb your dream Brooklyn loft for, like, $20—and they throw in a Christmas tree and snow flurries! Canada is so nice. —Ali
It was my first time in Asheville—so where did I go? To Biscuit Head, for cathead biscuits (named for their metaphorical size) and a rainbow of house-made jams. —Caroline
The amazing tree behind the old schoolhouse we rented upstate this weekend. It looks like it was hit by a lightning bolt many, many years ago, but has not given up on life. —Gabi
My grandmother's kitchen, built by my grandfather in the early 70s. Bushels of crabs, countless jars of pickles and jam, and so many great meals have been cooked here. (Note that there is no dishwasher.) Just the other day, at 99, she made a yeasted cream cheese danish. She's a gem. —Amanda H.