Christmas dinner! Salad with homemade vinaigrette, garlic and honey-glazed turkey breast, spanish rice with vegetables and steamed broccoli. The rice dish knocked everyone’s socks off. It was like a come-from-behind victory, considering how tender and juicy the turkey was. Again, kudos to the Missus. If my parents didn’t love her to death before, they certainly do now. Or at least their stomachs and taste buds do!
More Thanksgiving leftovers. I think this is just about the end of it. Thank goodness.
Nothing fancy tonight.
I’m starting to see the light at the end of the fridge. The never-ending supply of turkey from Thanksgiving is starting to dwindle.
Instead of gravy, I used a little light ranch dressing on the potatoes. You know, just to mix things up.
(There’s a big container of peas in the refrigerator, but I have a long-standing disdain for them. Instead, I’m pretending it’s toxic biohazard and staying away. Might as well be a container of pee, as far as I’m concerned.)
The gift that keeps on giving.
Turkey, mashed potatoes and corn casserole.
Must have worked, because not only did Notre Dame defeat USC in the annual college football grudge match, but later my Chicago Blackhawks outskated the LA Kings to a 2-1 victory.
After sleeping in this morning, the Missus kept the turkey train rolling. Turkey and eggs, with grapes, cranberry sauce and a half a tangerine.
She was so sad when I walked into the kitchen to help.
“I broke the yolk!”
It’s OK, m’darling. You done good.
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