From the Editor in Chief, U.S. ... and Publisher

Good morning all!

Ordinarily I would have a serious case of The Mondays, as it is cold and grey here in the D.C. metro area. But alas, this is Thanksgiving week! We here at CW are so looking forward to some QT with family and friends, and gorging ourselves on high-calorie favorites before falling blissfully into a turkey coma. The three-day work week ain't bad either.

CW management received a personal invitation from Chris himself to attend Thanksgiving at his mother's house in Mount Vernon, which means readers can expect LIVE coverage of Chris making and then consuming his favorite dishes, mashed potatoes and that sweet potato/brown sugar concoction with the marshmallows on top. You know the one. Or watch Chris in the drizzling rain, monitoring the bird as it fries in a big, bubbling vat of oil. Turkey Day with Chris as it happens? Tis a day to be thankful indeed.

But the more pressing question at this juncture is, what did Chris do this weekend?? As promised, he "hunkered down." Friday evening, after a hard week's work, he headed to Eamonn's with [ungrateful] October-Friend-of-Chris-Winner Tim O. and personally invited Chris Weekly to come along for exclusive coverage. And thank goodness we got that call, as only CW was there to catch The Big News. Ken from Old Town knows what we're talking about. He writes:

"Hey, CW. My friends are saying Chris ordered the grouper this weekend at Eamonn's, not the cod. Just when you think you can believe in someone. What's going on here??"

Stay cool, Ken. We shared your concern and that of other readers with Chris, and he confirmed for us that there no cause for alarm; he just decided to try something new:

"No, no, it wasn't a planned decision to go against type, if you will. My wife's friend Lauren had gotten the grouper when we went last weekend, and we found ourselves eating her leftovers because it was so good ["From the Editor in Chief, U.S., and Publisher, P.M. Edition," Nov. 1]. I said to myself, 'You know what, Chris? The cod's not going anywhere. Let's keep Eamonn's interesting. Get the grouper.' We've all been told at one time or another to seize the day. I say a more important lesson lies in seizing the fish."

Saturday and Sunday were slow news days, and included a combined total of nearly 11 hours of football with only one win (Virginia Tech, thank goodness), a trip into D.C. to see the new atrium at the National Portrait Gallery--an outing that yielded several boxes of FREE ANIMAL CRACKERS!!!-- pizza (both delivery AND DiGiorno), beers and bourbon, lots of sleep and some Italian ice. We'll post some pics of the atrium, and a few other staff favorites from the weekend, when we get back from lunch. But CW knows you're hungry for more, so for now, feed off the unbridled joy I'm experiencing in the above photo. We're not a very religious people here at CW, but consuming french fries with Chris in our line of sight seems like heaven to us.