Then I took a shower and got dressed between taking the turkey out of the brine and putting it in the oven. I also put on an apron like a grown up to protect my favorite dress. So by noon, I had totally outdone Thanksgiving 2011.
I aimed to get our feast on the table for 3:00 but it was closer to 4:00 when everything was ready. No one starved to death, though. We had cheese ball, plantain chips, and chicharrons (as you will) (when you're sister's MIL is Cuban) for people to munch on while I got things together in the kitchen. Our turkey was accompanied by roast green beans, mashed sweet potatoes, the most delish but fatty fatteningest stuffing alongside some really high calorie potatoes (my sister made those), gravy, and homemade cranberry sauce. The dude made rolls. For dessert we had apple crisp, vanilla ice cream, and molasses cookies.
The older I get, the lighter the Thanksgiving feast becomes. Coincidence?
Of course, we simply don't eat today like we did in the 1970s.
I hope you enjoyed your Thanksgiving day...or this trip down memory lane.