Well, in hindsight, my Thanksgiving story isn’t very funny. Basically, the turkey wasn’t thawed out on Wednesday. Instead of going with the original plan and doing Thanksgiving on Saturday (which I nixed because I thought the turkey might go bad. HA!), I went out to buy a fresh turkey. But of course, I had put the pumpkin pie in the oven before I realized the turkey was frozen, so I had to wait until it was done before I could leave. It’s getting on towards noon and my plans of eating at 2 or so are quickly fading. So I go to the commisary and they are out of “fresh” turkeys. So I go to Albertsons and their “fresh” turkeys…well, about 50% of them are still frozen. I guess to them “fresh” means, “We thawed it out for you” which was exactly what I needed. But all they had were 20 pound turkeys. My husband was not excited about a 13 pound turkey. What to do. Again, it doesn’t occur to me to do this all on Saturday. So I buy a big, honking turkey and everything turns out fine.
It was a very good turkey and then yesterday, when I cooked the other one (still with ice inside), it was very good, too. So I think that we will have much turkey over the next couple of months.
Yeah, that’s about it. It was a good dinner and we didn’t gorge ourselves (Yeah!).