denouement

Nov. 24th, 2006 10:51 am
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I would also like to note that I have been to the grocery store every single day since Monday. And because I was too ditzy to buy even an extra onion, I need to go to the store again so I can make stock from the turkey carcass.

I am okay with going to the store. I'm not excited about leaving the joy that is my pajamas. Mawr.

I also want to try to make a rice gelato. There's this great place downtown that has it. And I have the glorious KAMICA. I'm going to make my mom's rice pudding and see what happens when I KAMICA it.

But first I need to put dishes away and load other dishes. It's about 95% clean. Which, I can't say enough how exciting I find that.

Everything was lovely yesterday. Everyone came over, we snacked on mini-quiche, crudities, and the fantastic cheese/cracker spread Sarah brought over. Someday I will learn how to get everything out on the table, simultaneously, at the perfect temperature. But for now, I'll just continue cooking for people who aren't picky.

We played a couple of rounds of Apples to Apples, which was awesome. And then--dinner time. And of course, the traditional silly picture of Emma. I love her for being such a good sport. (*blows kiss*)

Then movie time --we watched the sapalicious A League of their Own, and I packaged up leftovers and put away food. Then: dessert! Michael'd brought a fantastic pumpkin pie and I'd made the carrot cake cheesecake.

Hobbes was particularly taken with Michael. They almost ran away together, except Hobbes is a slut for chicken slices in gravy, and I had the can opener.
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Um. The turkey is done. It apparently cooked faster than the allotted 20min per pound. Now what the hell do I do? We're supposed to eat at 3!

I can't believe it cooked that fast. It's over EIGHTEEN POUNDS!!!
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Um. It's all done. Well, sorta. The turkey and stuffing need to finish cooking, but um. I don't think there's anything left for me to do. *bemused*

Everything's clean. And I'm clean. And now I have 45 minutes to be neurotic about if things are going to taste good. That's probably the most insane-making facet of a meal like this. You can't taste stuff out in advance. And since I'm trying a new recipe for turkey, and since it's simply the most enormous bird I've ever cooked, I'm quite terralyzed™.

I still haven't figured out what to wear. I tossed out the idea of a skirt, because there's no way I'm wearing hose and there'd be the all-too inevitable reality that I'd end up flashing someone before the day was over. And let's not have that. I've got my dark grey polar fleece pants on, but have no idea what to wear on top. I think Sarah would fall over laughing because it's just friends coming over, not the Pope. But it would be nice to look nice! A long-sleeved black top it is. Done.

Everything's plated. Um. What else to do? I may try to muscle the turkey back onto one rack up. I'm worried everything on the bottom of the pan will scorch.

On a totally non-Thanksgiving topic: All my body moisture has left me. Lips cracked, skin dry and whitish. I need to dip my entire self into a vat of lotion and just sit there for three days. Poor skin, how I abuse thee.

*bounce* *bounce* *bounce*

ahhh!

Nov. 23rd, 2006 10:01 am
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God. The bird is so enormous that it fills pretty much the entire oven. I really should take out the bottom-most rack, but then I won't be able to bake the quiches. Kathleen's casserole is going to have to go in after we take the bird out to rest!

Also, note to self: buy some real goddamn potholders!

Hrm. Maybe I should just do it, because I don't want the bird burning on top!

Also, there clearly wasn't enough stuffing. Ran to store to buy extra onions and must assemble another batch because that's one thing I don't want to be short on! (I mean, there's plenty for all of us for dinner, but... leftovers!)

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