Mine was wonderful. We spent the morning hours curled up on the couch, watching the parade and drinking chai. We stopped being lazy in time to have meal #1 with my friend and her family at 2 pm. Don’t be deceived by the early hour: they had the largest Turkey I’ve ever seen, stuffed with challah stuffing and accompanied by flawless sweet potatoes, giblet gravy, cranberry and gooseberry sauces, and many more things than I can name. A little bit of everything was the only way to go — but when pie time came, it was hard to hold back. Mrs. Sorel’s pecan pie was perfectly creamy without being too gelatinous; it was the best I’ve ever had.
After that, we headed over to my parents’ house for Tday meal #2, equally delicious and entirely vegetarian. I took way too much delicata squash, cranberry stuffing, wine-braised shallots, cranberry-jalapeno chutney, mushroom-chestnut hash, and (again) other things I can’t think of at the moment. Jeez, talk about excess… and of course, we saved room in our already-full stomachs for pumpkin, pecan, and apple-cranberry pies with fresh whipped cream. We also may have taken half a pie home with us. It’s all gone now.
Lessons learned: one Tday meal is really, really more than enough. Two Tday meals? Whoa.
Hope you all had a restful and filling T-day weekend. Back to the grind…
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You failed to mention that your eyes were peeled looking for me in the parade.