I can't believe the year has gone by so quickly. For the first time ever, we won't be having dinner at our house. No rising at 6 a.m. to preheat the oven, chop & dice the celery, mushrooms, onions; no melting butter, no smell of turkey permeating the house. Worse yet, no leftovers to dine on for the 2 days following so I'll actually be forced to cook.
Oh how I adore those leftover turkey sandwiches made on dinner rolls and filled with turkey, dressing, and cranberry sauce. Fare thee well.
Not that going over to feast in the company of a friend's house is necessarily bad. It's just...strange.
I do have to bring a pumpkin pie, but that's it.
1 comment:
i brought great italian pastries
and was served turkey cutlets.
*sigh*
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