Gobble, gobble, all. Hope everyone is having a great day and not too mired down in all that cooking. I can practically smell it in the oven all the way up here.
Moore, isn't skype a wonderful thing? I know exactly how you feel with AD daughter on the other side of the continent.
A few years ago while Tony was at Dartmouth and in charge of the Canadian Thanksgiving dinner (there were always a few dozen down there) he called me for the instructions on how to turn out a complete turkey dinner. This is from a lad who had barely conquered the knack of peanut butter sandwiches. After a 45 minute dictation, he had from the whole deal, typed and saved onto his computer. And he did it! I was most impressed! He did that for three more years and is now the turkey guru in the family.
We're not celebrating the US Thanksgiving this year, but to all of you, my warmest wishes for a wonderful day.
Shelly, if you're around at all today, I will be here for Y&R but I think it's a classic episode and not worth reporting on. Tomorrow we should be back on track with the day ahead stuff.
Hey everyone...Happy Thanksgiving to you all. At church last night they read a little thing about Martha Stewart. Its a bit long but I just had to share with you all.
Today we are doing turkey at church, I am making cranberry sauce, roasted veggies and a broccoli cheese casserole. Should be good. But I just found out that a local restaurant is open so I am going to go have some eggs Benedict. I am actually not suppose to have it because of the "raw" eggs in the hollandaise but I am going to eat it anyways.
So here is my little thing. I will be back later.
Thanksgiving without Martha Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. Im telling you in advance, so dont act surprised.
Since Ms. Stewart wont be coming, Ive made a few small changes: Our sidewalk will not be lined with homemade, paper bag luminaries. After a trial run, it was decided that no matter how cleverly done, rows of flaming lunch sacks do not have the desired welcoming effect. Once inside, our guests will note that the entry hall is not decorated with the swags of Indian corn and fall foliage I had planned to make. Instead, Ive gotten the kids involved in the decorating by having them track in colorful autumn leaves from the front yard. The mud was their idea. The dining table will not be covered with expensive linens, fancy china, or crystal goblets. If possible, we will use dishes that match and everyone will get a fork. Since this IS Thanksgiving, we will refrain from using the plastic Peter Rabbit plate and the Santa napkins from last Christmas. Our centerpiece will not be the tower of fresh fruit and flowers that I promised. Instead we will be displaying a hedgehog-like decoration hand-crafted from the finest construction paper. The artist assures me it is a turkey.
We will be dining fashionably late. The children will entertain you while you wait. Im sure they will be happy to share every choice comment I have made regarding Thanksgiving, pilgrims and the turkey hotline. Please remember that most of these comments were made at 5:00 a.m. upon discovering that the turkey was still hard enough to cut diamonds. As accompaniment to the childrens recital, I will play a recording of tribal drumming. If the children should mention that I dont own a recording of tribal drumming, or that tribal drumming sounds suspiciously like a frozen turkey in a clothes dryer, ignore them. They are lying.
We toyed with the idea of ringing a dainty silver bell to announce the start of our feast. In the end, we chose to keep our traditional method. Weve also decided against a formal seating arrangement. So, when the smoke alarm sounds, please gather around the table and sit where you like. In the spirit of harmony, we will ask the children to sit at a separate table. In a separate room. Next door. Now, I know you have all seen pictures of one person carving a turkey in front of a crowd of appreciative onlookers. This will not be happening at our dinner. For safety reasons, the turkey will be carved in a private ceremony. I stress "private" meaning: Do not, under any circumstances, enter the kitchen to laugh at me. Do not send small, unsuspecting children to check on my progress. I have an electric knife. The turkey is unarmed. It stands to reason that I will eventually win. When I do, we will eat.
I would like to take this opportunity to remind my young diners that "passing the rolls" is not a football play. Nor is it a request to bean your sister in the head with warm tasty bread. Oh, and one reminder for the adults: For the duration of the meal, and especially while in the presence of younger diners, we will refer to the giblet gravy by its lesser-known name: Cheese Sauce. If a young diner questions you regarding the origins or type of Cheese Sauce, plead ignorance. Before I forget, there is one last change. Instead of offering a choice between 12 different scrumptious desserts, we will be serving the traditional pumpkin pie, garnished with whipped cream and small fingerprints. You will still have a choice: take it or leave it.
Martha Stewart will not be dining with us this Thanksgiving. She probably wont come next year either. And for that, I am thankful.
Little Q's 3 hour surgery went beautifully and he is back home now. I had NO idea it would take so long for the surgeons to do their thing on him, but they did, and it's all over! He will be 100% in no time at all. What a rough few hours today, phew!
Tony called as I was on the road to pick up Vanessa to say he'd meet us at his place in an hour, that Quentin will be released any minute, so that's what I did. I'm home now and about to pour myself a glass of sherry.
Thanks all for the good wishes and prayers. I know it helped. *hugs*
KaeEll, I'm SO glad to hear that little Quentin's surgery went so well. I had no idea that it would take so long either. I'm sure everyone is now relieved that it's over. No matter what, surgery on one's child/grandchild/niece/nephew is a very stressful situation. There must have been a collective sigh of relief in your family!
We had a nice Thanksgiving. I decided not to stress and obsess this year (I think I'm getting too old for this), and didn't do the whole silver polishing thing, but gave us a more casual table. That's because I wasn't certain what everyone's plans were, and only found out about a week ago that our NC daughter and Loren wanted to come up after all.
I made my usual massive amount of food, but about two hours before eating, Jim began feeling a bit unwell, and so did I. Not good... We seemed to be having different issues, and neither of us had any appetite. Jim pushed his food around for a few minutes, and then went up to bed. I nibbled, but mostly pushed my food around too. My daughter, Loren, my son, and I were having great fun, though; lots of laughs, and good conversation. We sat around the table, talking and picking at food, until we'd finally had enough!
Because our son (and Jim too) had to work today, our son left at about 10:00 pm, and NC daughter, Loren, and I sat by the fire until late.
We're all looking forward to our leftovers tonight!
AD called to say that her own Thanksgiving was a huge success, and that she also has a ton of leftovers. She and Bryce were nearly comatose from eating, but he loved everything she made, and she said that it was the MOST fun cooking she's ever had. YAY!!
I swear that next year I'm going to insist that NC daughter come up earlier, and she and AD can do the cooking. I'll direct! Mommy loves Thanksgiving, but Mommy's tired...
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Aw, sorry for the appetite issues. I made sure not to eat much all day, and had plenty when went to Bro's for dinner! And glad to hear AD's dinner went off without a hitch!
Kae, Buy Nothing Day sounds pretty fabulous to me!!
