Friday, November 23, 2012

Day After Thanksgiving


I felt almost good yesterday. Spent the day in my kitchen, cooking and cleaning. Basting the bird periodically and cleaning the areas of my kitchen that get lost in the season. The shelf above the microwave and the spice racks and the top of the refrigerator. You know the spots.

I cooked a small turkey. Just the two of us. He who likes Thanksgiving meals had suggested Cornish Game Hens. For just $2 more that what they cost I got an eleven pound turkey. When I was finished with the carving and dividing, I made 7 meals out of that bird.

My turkey was cooked old school this year. No fancy rubs, no salt water brine or other elaborate prep involved. I just washed the turkey and salted and peppered it and put it in the oven. I basted it with melted butter and cooked it the required amount of time and then carved it up. It was so good. Good sandwiches, too. I made fresh cranberry sauce, but forgot all about it until today!

Today I tackled the microwave. I have to stand on a step ladder to reach it. It smelled like an armpit when I stood there face to face with it. An armpit that has never seen deodorant. Really. I took all the removable parts out and set them aside as I tackled the job. I clean the microwave periodically and I am always careful to cover my leftovers as I heat them up. He who tows is not so careful and at some point, something came to rest under the revolving platter. I think it was Chinese. Food, I mean. Not a part of a person. It was definitely the source of the odor and I was happy to solve that little mystery. I cleaned all the parts with a solution of bleach and water and dish detergent. Smells like a pool now. But, that is better than an armpit.

No big towing jobs yesterday. He who tows had agreed to be here for the holiday. This is why we had a lonely turkey in a quiet little house instead of a big family celebration at my son's house. No chaos, no crying children, no embarrassing stories about me from the mouths of my children ........ no hugs and kisses from the best grandchildren in the world. It was lonely. And I tried to tell him that he would not be busy ....... all those road ragers were camped out at Best Buy!

7 comments:

Brian Miller said...

sorry it was lonely...but glad it was nice and quiet and no towing....

we are at my moms house...

Val said...

When a day of kitchen cleaning and turkey baking sounds relaxing, the reason for your recent malaise might be evident.

Maybe your busy lifestyle caught up to you, and your body had to make you slow down to recover.

Mamma has spoken said...

With everything I did yesterday to get ready for a huge family dinner, there are times I wish for a lonely dinner with hubby instead.....

Joanne Noragon said...

Bummer. Keep it in mind for next year, and go with grandkids.

Linda O'Connell said...

Seven meals, wow! Homemade cranberry sauce and little Susie homemaker...you are feeling better. Glad to hear that.

ellen abbott said...

Thanksgiving is probably my favorite holiday. It's not religious (though many people include prayer), you aren't required by guilt and consumerism to buy anyone gifts. It's just family and friends coming together for a meal and fun.

dkzody said...

I like the sound your Thanksgiving. Glad you got to take it easier than normal and get some rest.