Whew - the leftovers have been demolished - almost all by people - and now the compost gobbled up the last few fractions of servings this evening.
We had a grand Thanksgiving. We ate a ton, laughed at a ruined turkey (a full story to come here soon, because, well, not recording it would be a waste), imbibed a bit, and washed up while having a spur of the moment dance party in my kitchen. Having parents who will help wash the china and dance with you, well, that's something for which to be thankful!
But, now I never want to cook anything in a 9x13 ever again. Well, not never, but, not this week. No American food. Or, well, just a bit, but nothing you'd find on a Turkey Day table.
Saturday 11.24
Breakfast: We were fed a wonderful farmhouse breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes and sausages doused in syrup.
Lunch: Various and sundry paninis
Supper: Turkey Pot Pie.
Sunday 11.25
Breakfast: Sabbath Sugary Cereal Treats
Lunch: Last of the Leftovers w/ friends
Supper: Were surprised fed cheeseburgers by my daddy and Caroline. We meant to grab fast food and stop by for a visit after our tree shopping, but, instead, she caramelized onions and he grilled beef and we were happy and loved.
Monday 11.26
Breakfast: Wholesome Spelt Cinnamon Rolls delivered by a dear friend.
Lunch: Leftover Cheeseburgers/PB&Js
Supper: Peanut Chicken, Salad (This is a dish we've been enjoying about which I need to blog so I won't forget how to make it....)
Tuesday 11.27
Breakfast: Same Cinnamon Roll pan - revived by toasting with a bit of butter
Lunch: ww noodles with sauteed produce (The drawer will be cleaned out - badparts into the compost and stillbreathingparts into the saute pan)
Supper: Red Beans and Rice. There is something about a pot of beans.
Wednesday 11.28
Breakfast: Bran Flakes. Oooh. So Sexy.
Lunch: Leftover Red Beans / PB&Js
Supper: Church. I hope it's pizza, but I bet it's forsaken Subway. Gosh, I hate that place. I know, I am insane, but cold, super preserved lunch meat and fake cheese just don't make me happy.
Thursday 11.29
Breakfast: Scrambled Eggs
Lunch: Red Bean Quesadillas. (I'm going to grab a cup of beans out of the red bean pot on Tuesday, continue cooking with cumin and chili powder and then save for Thursday's lunch)
Supper: Crockpot Marinara (Say a prayer of thanks for my happily-vegetarian-husband. He helps my budget and his triglycerides) w/ carb of some kind - either homemade spelt cheesy focaccia or noodles, depending on my day.
Friday 11.30
Breakfast: Bran Flakes. The excitement overwhelms.
Lunch: Tuna Salad w/ some carb (homemade bread or box o' wheat thins - again, depending on my day)
Supper: Chicken Tortilla Soup, Cornbread, Pot of homemade hot chocolate, Paul's specialty (only) dish.
Saturday, we're having a good ol' fashioned fayncee dinner. I cannot wait. I'm still finalizing the menu, and well, that makes me quite happy. I keep playing around with different things. Can I have shrimp in more than one course?
Oh, I feel better, friends. We are settled in our house (87% settled. This is a good solid B and it counts). I am fighting off, successfully, I think, a sinus infection. Both of my Math classes misunderstood a concept today, and then, after a bit of work, every child in both classes got it. Latin is wonderful. Advent is five simple days away. The food is good, the grocery budget for the week came in at 40% under budget, and we are blessed by a gas stove and a family being read-aloud the hobbit right now. Oh, taste and see. Taste and see that the Lord is good.
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