Sorry to neglect you, dear blog. Not that I'm worried about anyone reading you, if you're like most blogs out there then you are merely an ignored representative of the collective narcissism of my generation. Still, it's a good exercise for me. If I'm not careful my life quickly distills into non-stop nose-wiping, cooking, cleaning, laundry and nursing. And that life is a little too grim for me. So to break up the monotony and as a semi-intellectual exercise I will try to keep writing.
I'm hosting our usual Thanksgiving supper with my in-laws and any single folks we can rope in. Here's the menu. Keep in mind I'm doing it from scratch, no cream of mystery soups, scary canned fried vegetables, no box stuffing and DEFINITELY no packet of gravy powder.
For the pre-supper nosh I'll have a relish tray and homemade pate with crackers
Brined and Roasted Turkey with bread stuffing
Green Bean Casserole
Strawberry Pretzel Salad
My mother-in-law is bringing her three specialties, spinach salad, sweet potato casserole and Dutch apple cake. Brother-in-law's girlfriend is bringing pumpkin pie and some other kind of pie.
Would it be completely over the top for me to make a mincemeat pie as well?