I was one of those lucky people who had more than one Thanksgiving this year. I got three, if you count the actual day itself. Two if you only consider a big dinner with family as Thanksgiving. They were a week apart. First was Thanksgiving: The Prequel. It was at Bob’s parents’ house the Sunday before Thanksgiving. We spent it with Bob’s parents, his grandmother, his sister and brother-in-law, and our niece. It was terrific! We watched this bizarre children’s show about animals, had some nice wine, and then the full spread. They roasted a big old turkey, made mashed potatoes, gravy, mashed sweet potatoes, green bean casserole, stuffing (my favorite!), rolls, cranberries, and pies. For me, they made me a piece of breaded salmon that was just delicately spicy. It was all so good! I kind of filled up on stuffing. Did I mention it was my weakness? Well it is.
Thanksgiving: The Day was spent, by me at least, on the couch. It was magnificent. Bob spent most of the day working on the house, bless him. For dinner we had leftovers from The Prequel. The R&R was definitely necessary. The next day I got up early (on my holiday, might I add) to pick up my sister, her husband, and her two kids from the airport. This is the segue into Thanksgiving III: Turkey’s Revenge.
Our third, or second, Thanksgiving took place a week after the first, on the Sunday following Thanksgiving. This one was at my parents’ house, with my sister, brother-in-law, and our niece and nephew. Also joining us were my other sister, her husband, and our other niece and nephew. I helped my mom make stuffing (big surprise), mine vegetarian and hers meaty. The kind I grew up with is my mom’s Thanksgiving stuffing, which is a mix of homemade and store-bought. One bag of sage-and-onion stuffing, plus freshly cut celery and onions, with vegetable broth, mix, (refrigerate if not baking immediately) and bake according to package directions. Again, this was the traditional feast – turkey, stuffing, cranberries, gravy, roasted sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, and rolls. The turkey was deboned after a few hours of roasting (EDIT: My dad just told me that the turkey was deboned before any cooking), then put in a deep pan and was couched in the turkey stuffing, then roasted for a while longer. The roasted sweet potatoes I peeled, sliced into smallish squares, then tossed in a small glass casserole dish with olive oil, salt, pepper, and honey. Those were roasted at 425 until they were soft (about 45 minutes). The mashed potatoes were made with milk, parmesan, and cottage cheese. I ate a great deal of stuffing, sweet potatoes, regular potatoes, and a roll. I continued to eat stuffing for the next 4 days at lunch.
The turkey never actually got revenge. That’s my M. Night Shyamalan-like twist.