I’m proud to say I’ve made it this far in my life without ever having cooked a turkey. That’s no simple feat for an American Awesome Mom. However, I did serve up a Thanksgiving spread at my mother’s house so wonderful, it could’ve made the angels sing (objectively speaking, of course). Keeping with tradition, we…
If any holiday events require that you bring something more than napkins (you may remember I’m not a fan of cooking; just a fan of eating), select a recipe you can freeze and make a double recipe of that. That will give you tonight’s dinner, and you will be prepared ahead of time for the event.
Is this the scenario of your post-holiday feasts? Bodies strewn all over the living room furniture. Belts loosened. Groans of regret fill the air. “I’ll never eat that much again!”
Fifteen minutes later the hostess enters the room and announces dessert is ready. Groaning ceases. Bodies haul themselves into upright positions. Glazed eyes become focused. “I suppose I could manage just a little bit of something-something.” The living room empties and the dining room overflows.