Do you see these perfect cupcakes….I had to take a picture of them, rather than eat them. Why? Because I was just too full to eat them. I think I’ve been in a food coma this entire month. Going to a conference, my birthday, and now Thanksgiving, well I’m done.
I had to work today (or rather yesterday) and Angry Husband took over for the food front. I printed out the recipes, and helped him shop for the ingredients. I carefully searched the internets for the proper recipes for Thanksgiving.
We had seven people all together over for dinner, and of course, all of our shopping was last minute. Both of my parents have/had worked in the grocery industry for their entire careers, my mom hates Holiday food shopping, and as her daughter, I do too. We waited to long to get a proper turkey so we got two. We got one of those lovely frozen ones, 14 lbs., and then another bitty frozen turkey breast type-thing.
We (husband and kid), cause I was bringing home the bacon (work) and did not come home till it was all done; used the following recipes in our din-din.
Maple Glazed Turkey Breast (Crockpot)-We put our little turkey breast to good use with this recipe. It was a complete fluke. I have to thank Google for this. My husband was drooling and said that we must make turkey again, on a non-Thanksgiving day.
Delicious Creamy Mashed Potatoes-These are now a Holiday staple for us. Really, how can you go wrong with anything from The Pioneer Woman, pure goodness. I also welcomed two new fans of The Pioneer Woman into the club tonight.
We used some other recipes and such, but I can’t remember what, they all had a dash of this, and a dash of that. But, we had way too much food left over, and everyone left with some goodness.
My husband has to work at the crack of dawn tomorrow morning. My son is at my parent’s. I might even be meeting someone for some early morning shopping. Really, I have no Christmas gift list. I will probably shop randomly, and maybe for myself. And then, I head to work again.
I hope to wake up from this food coma, and not feel so fat on Friday. I suggest that we have salad on Christmas, with the dressing on the side, of course. Because really, isn’t that what everyone is doing in California anyway? How do they all fit into those skinny jeans?
