Still Eating Turkey Sandwiches
Holidays are weird. They are a collective country-wide family tradition. And traditions are often weird.
A young couple were recently married. The wife went to make a roast and cut off each end of the roast before placing it in the pan.
“Why do you do that?”
“I don’t really know. It’s how my mother always cooked it.”
So, they called her mom. “Mom, why did you always cut the ends off the roast before cooking it?”
“I don’t know. That’s how grandma always did it.”
So, the young bride called her grandmother. “Grandma, Mother said you always cut the ends off the roast before you cooked it. How come?”
“Well, when we were first married we only had a small roasting pan. Cutting the ends was the only way I could get it to fit.”
Traditions are weird.
Thanksgiving was last week. Traditional Thanksgiving meals are turkey, stuffing, potatoes (why are we never allowed to mix stuffing and potatoes with other meals?) deviled eggs (okay, maybe only us,) vegetables, rolls, and lots and lots of pie.
So an interesting thing happened last Thursday. I normally cook the turkey. It’s the one thing everyone can depend on. I mix up some spices with flour and put it inside one of those plastic baking bags. I add potatoes, carrots, onions and celery. Then, the whole thing goes into a roaster for about 4 hours. It was a 25 lbs. turkey.
But, this year, I decided I was going to be more than just the turkey cooker. So, after I started the turkey, I started in on the potatoes. We have people who can’t have gluton and other people who can’t have milk. Our mashed potatoes are pretty dry. But, they do have plenty of garlic and homegrown dill.
I then moved on to the rest of the menu. I told the kids that they had to help starting at 1:00pm. One kid did the vegetable tray. Another did the deviled eggs, a third one did the stuffing and another one did the vegetables.
Other than a miscalculation on how long it takes biscuits to rise before you can cook them, everything was ready at 2:15pm.
I let my kids one how much I appreciated their help.
My son who cooked the vegatables, was surpised.
That went well. And it didn’t take very long this year.
Do you have any idea what time I started cooking this morning?
No.
Obviously!
It was said with a smile. Overall, it really was a great day. And there was plenty of pie.
Hope yours was equally memorable.
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