Friday, November 25, 2005

A Turkey Carcass

The bones are picked clean. There's nothing left, except the remnants of a once fabulous or tolerable meal in the fridge. Family and friends have gone home, for the most part, or perhaps an occasional one or two will linger. The cook collapses in a chair, marveling over the feat of his or her creation, or what went wrong.

Then there are those of us who left the cooking to another and ventured into the unknown and accepted a most gracious invitation. The meal was wonderful, the company divine and the whole day more relaxing for the simple fact that we were relieved from kitchen duty for the first time in years. For just that alone, we are thankful.

We've come home to a cold kitchen and an empty refridgerator, still glad to have, for once, been free of the hectic cooking of the one day of the year we are required to coordinate an impossible number of dishes at once. A year to breath, catch up on rest and look forward to Christmas.

Hmmm, it was close to perfect. I almost made it, free of the fixings and fixing. Yet now a turkey sits in my fridge, waiting to be a late Thanksgiving feast tomorrow, just so we can partake in those wonderful leftovers and turkey sanwiches.

What is this, you ask? Simply this. The ramblings of a fool who thought she had gotten away. Alas, my kitchen awaits.

10 comments:

Heather Diane Tipton said...

LOL Can I come to your house for that meal??

Ron Estrada said...

We always take a stack of Rubbermaid containers when we go to a relative's. Tacky, yet ingenious. Now, after finally completing my proposal for Soul Searcher, I'm going to play with my laptop while Fiddler on the Roof provides background noise.

Robin Caroll said...

LOL....sweet lady, enjoy those turkey sandwiches!

Paula said...

I didn't do a turkey this year, either, but won't let too many weeks go by before I do! LOL Thanks for your encouragement on GraceReign. It was a blessing.

allen said...

Im with Heather! I couldnt imagine not looking in my fridge the day after thanksgiving and NOT having turkey. As much as I love that bird on Thanksgiving, I love it even more the next day between two slices of Merita bread with a salt and pepper and Dukes Mayonaise...and a Coke...or sweet tea. Cant have turkey sandwiches without either a Coke or Sweet tea.


Dang it, now Im hungry!

allen said...

And, yep, Im from the DEEEEEP South! Well, not THAT deep. Im from NC

Dineen A. Miller said...

Can't get Sweet Tea in CA, unless you add sweetener, and it's just not the same! Thanks for stopping by, Allen!

Robin Caroll said...

Allen...don't mind D...she is NOT in the south! Now me? Oh, you got it! LOL DEEP SOUTH at that! :)

Dineen A. Miller said...

Hey! I didn't say I was IN the South, but I did live in Tennessee for ten years, and I remember sweet tea very well. LOL! The teeth are bared, Robin, and you know what that means...;-)

Robin Caroll said...

And D...you know my reply! LOLOLOLOL