The First Thanksgiving Dinner- Part One

No, this is not a story about the Pilgrims.

I have a confession. I have never cooked a Thanksgiving dinner. In all the years we’ve been married, we have eaten with Jason’s extended family. In the past several years, we’ve also eaten a Thanksgiving lunch with my family. The hard part of this arrangement is that we spend Thanksgiving Day running around. The really nice thing is that I don’t have to cook a big meal.

Don’t get me wrong. We do contribute to each meal. At my sister’s house, we usually provide macaroni and cheese- made by Jason. At Jason’s family dinner, we bring rolls and occasionally a dessert- made by Jason. Do you see a pattern here?

Well, I have decided that this year will be different. I am cooking a real Thanksgiving dinner- turkey, dressing, green bean casserole, sweet potato casserole, mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pie. We are going to eat it tomorrow- Tuesday, since we’ll be running across two states on Thursday.

I started today by thawing the turkey and baking the sweet potatoes and making the cornbread for the dressing. I also made the pumpkin pie. Let me just say that naked, raw turkey has got to be the most disgusting thing on the planet. No wonder they sell these things so cheap around the holidays. Anyone in their right mind would just go buy a precooked turkey (or at least one of those cute rotisserie chickens from the grocery store deli). That is what I decided after I got the monster thawed. I couldn’t even get it’s little metal leg bands off. And who knows what is inside the thing that is being held in by the metal bands!

Jason says we’re not going to waste it. I told him it was only $5 with my Food Lion card. That’s not really waste. He says he’s taking it to the church to work with him tomorrow to cook it there. I say better him than me.

I’ll work on the other stuff tomorrow. I’m in the process of planning now how many things I can cook in my oven at one time. See, my oven is a little unpredictable. Most days it works but only if you wiggle the temperature control just right and put everything smack dab on the middle rack. Usually my pitiful oven doesn’t bother me. I’m seldom (if ever) cooking more than one thing at a time. But, tomorrow, I need it to work. I’ll probably lay awake all night trying to plan the perfect timing for my meal.

Oh well. If nothing else, it will be an experience to remember. I’ll let you know tomorrow how it turns out.

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