So, I had the first food crisis of the day immediately after waking up. I’d planned to do a turkey breast in the crock-pot, but I pulled a Rip van Winkle and slept until 11 a.m. The hell? I usually get up at 7:30 or 8 and almost never sleep past 9, even on vacation (which drives Al mental). And I went to bed lateish, but not that late.
Oh, well. Holidays are supposed to be for relaxation, right? Just ask Al, who’s still in bed at noon.
Anyway, since I don’t want to be serving turkey at 9 p.m., I’ll be roasting it now. And naturally, I have no clue where the roasting rack is, so it’s gonna be sticking to the bottom of the pan. And the whole point of doing it in the Crock-Pot was so I could have the oven free for pumpkin pie and acorn squash (which I’m trying with brown sugar and bacon this year, since Al’s not a fan of the maple syrup version, and his biggest complaint about Thanksgiving is that it doesn’t traditionally include bacon). Now, there’s going to be some juggling involved. YAY.
I am grateful, however, that it’s just the two of us, so if anything gets seriously fucked up, we can order pizza and laugh about it. I am also grateful that I decided to go with Pepperidge Farm stuffing and a jar of gravy instead of making my own, because those are inevitably the two biggest hassles for me with a meal like this (stuffing because it’s time-consuming and gravy because I’m constitutionally incapable of getting it right).
Finally, as I said in comments on the Surviving Thanksgiving thread, I am so very grateful for the Shapeling community. You guys make it so fun and gratifying to keep this blog going, even on days when I think reading one more article about THE OBESITY CRISIS BOOGA BOOGA BOOGA is gonna make my head asplode. Thank you, thank you, thank you.
Now dig in, and feel free to come back here and vent about your family as necessary.