For those of us in the USA–Happy Thanksgiving! No, it’s not “turkey day!” Let us not pervert the holiday of giving thanks into the holiday of gluttony. Yes, I’m cooking. A lot of stuff.
But I mostly do not like Thanksgiving fare. Turkey? Yuck. I do not eat it. Dressing? I really don’t care for it–except the way my grandmother used to make it, and not so much even then–and it’s not worth the carbs/calories. Cranberries–eh. Green bean casserole is not natural. I do like the sweet potatoes, but look at those marshmallows and that sugar. (Diabetes, remember.) I’m going to make scalloped potatoes so there’ll be a sin I can enjoy without shooting my sugars TOO far stratospheric. And yeast rolls, just because it’s not fair to have all that cornbread in the dressing all by itself. As usual, spinach dip in honor of my mother-in-law (who always made it). And perhaps something else, if I find some odds and ends and decide to experiment with edibles.
We’re not having pies. I’m going to make a Splenda-infused pumpkin cheesecake. We’ll see how it turns out.
I also have backup: a spinach-mushroom quiche that I picked up last night at Whole Paycheck Market and a little container of their Kung Pao Tofu. If I don’t like dinner, I’ll sneak back in to get these later on.
It’s not very cold yet here. Was 80 degrees yesterday as I frantically zipped from errand to errand. Norther came in from Borealis’ direction, bringing some cold wind. But I think it’s in the upper forties.
What is with the Macy’s parade coverage? All staged “events” and no balloons or marching bands yet. Bring on the Kilgore Rangerettes and the baton twirling squad!
Hope you end up with a full tummy but no weight gain to show for it!