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Nov. 27th, 2017

I'm happy to say that Thanksgiving went off without a hitch...even through the mass slaughter of a million Post-It Notes as I tried to micromanage roasting a turkey while I was at work.

(The spousebeast, bless him, only said once "I've been cooking longer than you've been alive.  I think I've got this.")

My corn pudding turned out brilliant, if I do say so myself (and I have backup on this).  I cut waaaaay back on the sugar, used canned roasted corn instead of the regular stuff, and added bacon and scallions.  It had just enough sweetness, but wasn't cloying.  I'm pretty proud of myself, considering I broke two major rules:

1.  Never make a dish for the first time for a dinner party.

2.  If you break rule #1, don't mess with the recipe.

I call it a win.

Since I got my stuff done ahead of time, when I got home from work, I was mostly on "entertaining Mom" duty.  It really wasn't so bad.  I hate to say it, but I'm kind of sad she's going back (I know.  I know. Consistency, they name is NOT Alicia).  She clearly doesn't want to, but [insert incredibly long story here].  At any rate, she had a great time, actually ATE...and was enticed into having a very mild version of Kent's signature cocktail (rapberry vodka + raspberry schnapps + raspberry seltzer.  It was alcoholic soda pop!).  Plus, she was thrilled to see Chirp.  He was practically a second son when Kent was in high school, and used to come by and just hang out with her after Kent moved to Knoxville.

She also got to meet Santa Pete, which was hilarious.  He was, of course, his usual chivalrous self and brought her a rose.  She, of course, was smitten.

(He brought me a couple of little airplane bottles of Absolut Citron.  And a pomegranate.  He knows me so well)

So, the Thanksgiving/Chirp's birthday/Kent's birthday shindig was a success.  And the SiL got a break from Mom, and two *massive* plates of food for her and the hubster (and a doggie bag for the dogs).

We're already talking about doing something around Christmas/Solstice, and it was Chirp's idea.  <3  The winter holidays are hard for me with my grandparents gone and Mother being, well, Mother  (and Kent really doesn't "do" Christmas.  He's got his big holiday, so he's done), so the idea of someone actually WANTING to celebrate feels really good.

Not to mention the fact that it's an excuse for tons of booze and food and music and silliness again.  I'm always down for that.  :)  Except NEXT time, Kent is doing the (**&^%^&*( dishes.

"I've got everything soaking, but my tummy was a bit touchy today."

Call it what it is, dude.  You had a wicked ass hangover.  And *some* of us still managed to get up at 5am and wipe asses, clean up vomit, and administer insulin shots.  Ahem.  A little turkey grease ain't nothin' compared to that.

In other news, I'm not working today, thank the gods.  I tried to sleep in, and made it all the way to...5:21.  Feh.  I was always an early riser, but I fear my circadian rhythms have been fuxored for ever by this schedule.

Now....off to pretend I don't see Loot Vault's Cyber Monday sale and have the household debit card....

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adoptedwriter
Nov. 27th, 2017 06:38 pm (UTC)
Glad your holiday was a success!
cielamara
Nov. 27th, 2017 09:01 pm (UTC)
That corn pudding sounds AMAZING. Corn pudding isn't a dish that gets made in my family, and I'm not entirely sure why--it's fucking delicious and honestly, honestly, I prefer it over, say, corn on the cob or even cornbr...well, okay, it depends on the cornbread.
communitybee
Nov. 28th, 2017 09:36 am (UTC)
Glad your Thanksgiving went well.
man_of_snows
Nov. 28th, 2017 04:12 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear things went so well.
poniesandphotos
Nov. 28th, 2017 05:53 pm (UTC)
Sounds like a good time, all in all. I need to find some chef friends. Most people I know can't or don't cook. I want to learn!
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