Once again, I am not making it back to Utah for the holidays. I know how much everyone will miss me, especially my sporadic piano playing. So in honor of the I-have-to-finish-the-song-before-the-commercial-break-ends type of music I love so much, I have brought you Turkish Rondo (on crack.)
I went shopping today for my Thanksgiving feast. As many of you know, I am a big fan of food. Thanksgiving is, by far, the best holiday ever invented. All that you are required to do is eat as much food as possible as quickly as possible. James tells me the "as quickly as possible" isn't required, but I argue that in a big family it is key. If you don't eat fast, someone else will eat what you had on your plate.
Anyway, I went shopping today. Everyone has left town to go "home" and be with their families, so I had rough luck finding a ride, as James took his car and left town. I finally broke down today, realizing that no one was around, and took the bus across town to the other grocery store. I spent more on food for this one event than I have for myself in the last three months. But this is Thanksgiving, and this will be done right.
I've had to change my dishes around a bit, because James wants to have some of his family's traditional food as well. On the menu: Turkey with homemade stuffing and fresh cranberry sauce, mashed potatoes and gravy, candied yams, butternut thyme squash, green bean casserole, harvest apple pumpkin bread, and a sweet potato pie for dessert. I'm debating on whether or not I should make a pumpkin roll in addition to the pie, because there are only two of us. However, we will be eating leftovers for quite some time.
Some of the traditions, I will miss. I don't know if I can top mom's exploding turkey, melted utensils, melted cups, melted pitchers, burnt plates, and pans falling apart. I am just too good at cooking. I heard that Miranda is being allowed in the kitchen this year to take Mom's place so Mom can play with all the grandbabies. It's nice to know those traditions will live on, because Miranda is expert at kitchen disasters.
Much love to all. Happy Thanksgiving.
3 comments:
HA! Kitchen disasters! Remember when mom exploded a glass pan twice in a row! Good times. I'm making an amazing plum sauce to go on the turkey this year. It ought to be exquisite.
thanks for the song it was much appreciated. We did miss you at Thanksgiving. We each got enough food and we missed seeing you getting your mouth level with the table and just scooping the food in.
Leah pretty much took over the kitchen. I think she purposely planned to do everything because I really don't remember touching any of the food until it was ready to eat. I did get to rinse dishes and set tables and what not, so disaster avoided. Even cutting down the Christmas tree wasn't really disasterous at all. I just keep laughing about how we were walking along a barbed wire fence back to the cars and Nash fell behind as two year olds tend to do. We looked back and suddenly he was on the other side of the barbed wire! We have no idea how he got there. Before he went over, we kept telling him not to go near it because it was "Ouch! Pokey!" Then suddenly he's on the other side, so Leah is trying to get him to come close to it so she can lift him over and he won't come near it, proclaiming "Ouch! Pokey, Mom!" I still keep laughing about that.
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