It’s the Wednesday before Thanksgiving, and the first two steps are complete: development of the menu with the accompanying shopping. Three bottles of wine (two whites and a red) and a six pack of Fat Tire beer…oh, and the food. I already sampled the red before finishing cooking chili last night, so the prostaglandin headache was already started. Say three times: don’t drink red wine on an empty stomach. It will give you a lousy headache…oh, yea.
Here’s the menu:
- Pumpkin Soup
- Endive and Romaine Salad with homemade Caesar dressing
- Prime Rib Roast on the charcoal smoker
- Pork Roast cooked on the smoker
- Roast Duck from the oven
- Mashed Potato Casserole
- Stuffing with Mushrooms and Onions
- Braised Brussels Sprouts
- Home made cranberry and pomegranate sauce with orange
- Pumpkin Pie or cherry cobbler with Haagen Daas vanilla bean ice cream
Notice no turkey? Trying to avoid tryptaphan poisoning. Not sure how many guests – somewhere between 11 and 13…so maybe everyone can sit around the same table. Much better than buffet and random seating.
Plan to play charades after sufficient alcohol is consumed to loosen inhibitions…should be fun.
I am grateful for my family, first and foremost. Anyone who puts career or money before family is a fool, and I feel sorry for them. Children, grandchildren…they are what make life a blessing.
I am grateful my son is finally going to get his military retirement, after all these years of chasing the government and finally bringing the VA to ground. And of course I am glad for my daughter in law Tiffany, as I’ve mentioned in a previous post. She’s a blessing, and I sleep better knowing the Pennsylvania contingent is getting along well. Hallelujah…
I am grateful to have two beautiful daughters Kirsten and Robin. They are both cultured and quick-witted and love to laugh and sing…what mother could ask for more?
I am grateful my granddaughter Kiernan’s surgery is scheduled for March to fix her little heart. We will all breathe better when that’s done…
I am grateful I have a very smart son-in-law in Colter Revak, who is also a great Dad and the guy who explains what’s wrong with my car to me.
I am grateful for my granddaughters Abigail, Cate and Emily, all three very different little ladies, but each very special in her own way. Abby has a warm heart, Cate is watchful and over the top smart, and Emily is a computer genius who is blossoming into a very beautiful young lady. I am extremely proud of each of them.
I am grateful I have a very smart nephew in Michael Theed, who has yet to acknowledge that he will be responsible for all of us when we’re old and drooling in our wheelchairs; and nephew Kyle Theed, talented in so many ways and my compatriot in finding new investments;
I am grateful for my brother John and his wife Carol, as John helps me with my computer issues and takes care of Ma when we get a chance to get away, with help from Carol, who loves too well for her own good, but will do anything for you in a pinch; and
Finally, I am grateful for my husband Erik, who is funny and as thoughtful as a man is capable of being, and is a great Dad and Grandfather. No woman could ask for a better deal.