It’s December! Oh my god. Time is just slipping away. 2015 is the scariest number I’ve ever seen.
I hope everyone reading this (in the US anyway, or those of you outside the US that wanted to celebrate it) had a lovely Thanksgiving and avoided the pitfalls of Black Friday… I read that Black Friday sales overall were down this year.
My Thanksgiving break was interesting, to say the least. I was away for nearly a week, but I brought my computer home and I worked every day except for Thursday. Wednesday was filled with copyediting, Netflix, and making an excellent cranberry sauce. In this case my anti-recipe philosophy paid off, and I made my best batch of cranberry sauce ever! It was delicious and the texture was perfect. I’m certain it was due to guesswork in the amounts of water and sugar to add.
Thursday was the old standby extended family dinner. I wore a fancy outfit, caught up with some family members, and possibly ate more shrimp hors d’oeuvres than turkey. The dinner, the cocktails, and the company were all pretty good for me!
Friday, my mom and I had the backup turkey that had been acquired in case of inclement weather keeping us from the big family dinner. (My mom’s wife is vegan, so she had some kind of tofurkey instead.) Leftover cranberry sauce and stuffing, some potatoes, peas, and probably other things I can’t remember made a nice Thanksgiving dinner #2.
I spent Saturday night with my dad. We had leftovers from his holiday meal–turkey, stuffing, sweet potatoes, and then some serious chocolate for dessert.
And I’ve been eating leftover turkey ever since… I’m not complaining. I’m glad I haven’t had to go to the grocery store yet.
(Which, incidentally, is the name of a great song by Baby Strange.)
This is the first time I’ve bought a turkey. I did help make the turkey one year. Tomorrow I’m lugging it over to my friends’ apartment and then it will be cooked and consumed along with many delicious sides. I made the cranberry sauce this past weekend. It tasted perfect when I tried it, right between cooling to room temp and sticking in the fridge. I’m sure it’s still going to be tasty tomorrow.
Let’s get one thing straight here: Thanksgiving is not about being thankful. Maybe that’s what it’s supposed to be, maybe that’s how it’s named, but that’s not what it is. It’s a day for overeating, obligations, and feeling lonely and/or pathetic if you don’t have plans.
I’m sure there are people who don’t have plans and don’t feel that way, but I sure would.
For me, I was always more interested in the food than anything else. All the earlier Thanksgivings I can remember involved a gathering of everyone in my extended maternal family. She has four siblings, and with that large collection of people I always had to sit at the kids’ table. I felt left out and a little lost in that big group, and then we’d always watch that stupid B.C. holiday cartoon, which is not the type of thing I would have chosen to watch every year. I was never allowed to go and read because that’s “antisocial.” But it was still nice to have somewhere to go, to know that the food was going to be great and that these people cared about me.
At one point, I stopped going back there every year. It made more sense to stay on campus during a few of my college years, and, my parents being divorced, I discovered that it was nicer in a way to go have Thanksgiving with a smaller group of people (just the two of us, sometimes…) and to see him a little more.
This year, as I only have Thursday off for the week, I’m sticking close and doing the holiday with some friends who also are not leaving Boston. Turkey, stuffing, potatoes, cranberry sauce, alcohol… A small group of people I really like being around and no one’s going to make me watch that damn cartoon again. Can’t complain.
I also have decided to wear a fabulous pair of shoes I have.
Happy Thanksgiving! If anything interesting happens with the cooking, I’ll post about it.
Do you ever have random cravings for foods you don’t usually eat? Mine lately have been butternut squash ravioli and, for some reason, French Toast Crunch cereal. Which I have not eaten in years.
I ordered a Thanksgiving turkey from Whole foods. While I’ve been near many turkeys during the cooking process, I have never actually done it. If I understand my Thanksgiving plans correctly, I will not actually have to cook it myself, although I suppose I should look up cooking times for turkeys just in case it would have to be started at 6 in the morning…
Is it stupid to plan what shoes I want to wear on Thanksgiving? I mean, I’ll be inside for most of it, I don’t really need shoes.
I ruined an omelet last night. I still ate it, but it was browner on the outside than I would have liked. Apparently I didn’t rinse my pan very well just before cooking, because the thing also tasted very mildly of soap. Unfortunately, a mild taste of soap is still enough to be kind of gross. I was not about to waste three eggs and half a tomato though. I will say that the cheese was perfectly melty. Next time I will make sure my pan is rinsed better and not be talking on the phone while cooking.
Now, in the midst of my three cups of coffee with Grey’s Anatomy playing in the background (yes, I watch it, and I will not apologize for it. Principal Feeney!), I am going to talk about Yesterday’s Lunch. Read the rest of this entry