Wednesday, November 25, 2009


I will be cooking up a storm today. The first thing is to clean the bird and get it soaking in some brine. Make the stock, then the stuffing, then start making the crust for my pies. The pies will be apple, pumpkin, and buttermilk (which is like a custard with a hint of lemon). I am also going to try Aunt Ruthie's recipe for another pumpkin dessert.

Then on to assembling the sweet potato casserole, the green bean, and the creamed onions. I will serve two small pie pumpkins that have been de-seeded and baked whole with butter, spices, and maple syrup. Oh yes, will try to get the cranberry orange relish made as well. More cleaning, ironing the linens, setting the table and covering it over with a sheet. And if those cats try anything funny with the table, they will be in danger of getting cooked up too!!!!

The little beagle boy better stay out of my way, and just bide his time on the sidelines for when something edible gets dropped on the floor.

I may just assemble the relish tray today, as well as the fruit bowl. Stuff the celery tomorrow. I will also serve corn, rolls, and of course mashed potatoes and gravy. The master will be mashing (and peeling, too, if I get my way). Maybe get a couple of them youngins to be my sou chefs.

Choir practice tonight, ugh!!!! Hope he doesn't keep us long, as I know my voice will be worn thin by then, ha, ha. But we have to practice our Christmas stuff, which is an odd collection of very pretty, but complex and sometimes weird harmonies.

Speaking of weird harmony, the entire clan will be here this year, and perhaps a friend or two. JoAnn will want me to roll (literally by then) over across the street tomorrow tonight for more dessert and a visit.

So now you know that I will be staying out of trouble for the next couple of days.

Happy Thanksgiving Eve!


  1. You should have things well under way by now. Good luck with everything and enjoy your family and friends. Happy Thanksgiving!

  2. Oh, I forgot to mention those two cats. The are so cute! Looks just like something mine would have done, especially when she was a younger cat. She's twelve now and not quite as frisky! She'll be milling about with the turkey, though.

  3. Oh yes, the cats. That picture is about two years old. Princess, the calico, is about 14 now, and Timby, the black cat, is 9. We also have a white/grey cat, Roxy (looks sort of persian), and a young one, Loki, that one of the kids brought home when they returned to live with us.
    Roxy goes to my husband when he is eating, gets up on her hind legs, and starts bopping him on the arm, as if to say, "Hey, I'm down here, give me some!" It is his fault of course, since he has gotten her into the habit of feeding her from the table. I find the whole thing outrageous!


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