|Our bird looked nothing like this, but we still had a whole lotta fun.|
"There is sickness in our house." So sayeth the subject line. Suddenly there's excitement in mine. You see, my daughter and I love to cook. Being up to our elbows in flour and spices brings out the best in both of us.
|A few mishaps along the way ~ from scratch pie crust. (The birds loved it!)|
It's mostly just a timing issue, and it all hinges on one thing: how long it takes to roast that massive bird.
So, slight panic in the beginning. It's noon! How can we make this work?
We stripped out of our comfy jammies, no time for showers. Bee-lined it to
|Beginnings of a Peach Melba Pie. (This one turned out okay.)|
Desperate times. Desperate measures:
The girls asked me what size turkey could feed 12 people, but since there was only one 15-pounder left, I steered them toward a larger bird. And, selfishly placed the only frozen* possibility in our shopping cart.
So, I guess you might say that, on this Thanksgiving, I am thankful for strangers who trust me.
|Homestyle Rosemary Swiss Cheese Bread|
|Impatiently waiting for his fair share of the Crab Appetizer.|