Turkey day!
I don't know why even Mark Bittman, who's something of a recipe guru at my house, doesn't like turkey. Turkey is fabulous, especially when Omaha makes it.
Thursday started with my conducting a massive decluttering and vacuuming of the living room, dining room, and kitchen, rendering the house navigable. It also meant that piles of stuff the children had left lying around were dumped onto their beds for them to deal with. Yamaraashi-chan was with her mother, but Kouryou-chan grumped and groaned while I made her put her stuff away. I did a furious vacuuming of the living room and hallway, and swept everywhere else there was bare floor, and had the place mostly cleaned up, the kitchen cleared, the couches ready for guests, by the time lisakit showed up with the salad.
Omaha cooked up a storm, making a 13-pound turkey masterpiece using an overnight apple cider brining, along with a pecan yam casserole, browned butter carrots, the flakiest dinner rolls on Earth, bread-based stuffing, and I can't remember everything else. It was a feast. Shasta and LSB showed on time with Stone in tow, bearing some exquisite cheeses. Suprisingly, Stone and Kouryou-chan got along pretty well despite the lack of a moderating influence from either Joy or Yamaraashi-chan. We ate, we had dessert, we catted about relatives and ex's, played a round of Quiddler, and eventually the guests went home.
Omaha and I did an amazing bit of teamwork while cooking, and the guests were just as helpful cleaning up. I had a lot still to do this morning, but not nearly as much as I might have otherwise. Still, given how tryptophaned out I was last night, I had only a few hours this morning to do all the dishes and all the hand washing (because we used Omaha's super wonderful and super rare Avon glassware) before Kouryou-chan and I headed out to lunch with Lisa. Omaha was gone that morning; she had gone out with a friend at 4:45AM to do the Black Friday thing.
We had lunch at the food court and Uwajimaya, which was much less busy than one would expect from a mall food court on a Black Friday.
When I got home I was so exhausted that I just took a two-hour nap, and when I woke up my brain wasn't home. It just kinda sparked uselessly until bedtime. I tried everything to wake up, I even drank an afternoon coffee, and still went to bed at 10:30 and slept like a rock.
Thursday started with my conducting a massive decluttering and vacuuming of the living room, dining room, and kitchen, rendering the house navigable. It also meant that piles of stuff the children had left lying around were dumped onto their beds for them to deal with. Yamaraashi-chan was with her mother, but Kouryou-chan grumped and groaned while I made her put her stuff away. I did a furious vacuuming of the living room and hallway, and swept everywhere else there was bare floor, and had the place mostly cleaned up, the kitchen cleared, the couches ready for guests, by the time lisakit showed up with the salad.
Omaha cooked up a storm, making a 13-pound turkey masterpiece using an overnight apple cider brining, along with a pecan yam casserole, browned butter carrots, the flakiest dinner rolls on Earth, bread-based stuffing, and I can't remember everything else. It was a feast. Shasta and LSB showed on time with Stone in tow, bearing some exquisite cheeses. Suprisingly, Stone and Kouryou-chan got along pretty well despite the lack of a moderating influence from either Joy or Yamaraashi-chan. We ate, we had dessert, we catted about relatives and ex's, played a round of Quiddler, and eventually the guests went home.
Omaha and I did an amazing bit of teamwork while cooking, and the guests were just as helpful cleaning up. I had a lot still to do this morning, but not nearly as much as I might have otherwise. Still, given how tryptophaned out I was last night, I had only a few hours this morning to do all the dishes and all the hand washing (because we used Omaha's super wonderful and super rare Avon glassware) before Kouryou-chan and I headed out to lunch with Lisa. Omaha was gone that morning; she had gone out with a friend at 4:45AM to do the Black Friday thing.
We had lunch at the food court and Uwajimaya, which was much less busy than one would expect from a mall food court on a Black Friday.
When I got home I was so exhausted that I just took a two-hour nap, and when I woke up my brain wasn't home. It just kinda sparked uselessly until bedtime. I tried everything to wake up, I even drank an afternoon coffee, and still went to bed at 10:30 and slept like a rock.