Angel ,'Time Bomb'
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In the fridge, I have:
rolls, rising overnight
creamed spinach
butternut squash with sage
20 lb brined turkey, drying
2 turkey legs and 2 turkey thighs (for smoking!)
an apple pie cheesecake
cranberry sauce
mushroon tart filling
ingredients for all the things I haven't started working on yet
By this time tomorrow, I will likely be dead from exhaustion and overeating, but I will be the happiest dead woman alive.
Just so you know - after reading this thread , I was absolutely fucking starving by the time I got to work( about 2) . I was rewarded - because of "Pie Day" . The city buy tons of Pies for the city employees. mmm... pie.
then when I got home - a neighbor though we needed sustance before thanksgiving - so she brought over vietnamese food ( homemade) (authentic) . So even though I was getting hungry while catching up... I am very full of yummy food.
I am wondering how soon we get to start eating tomorrow.
The cake layers are now cooling, and will be frosted tomorrow morning.
And now, I'm going to curl up in bed with a Terry Pratchett novel and call it a night.
DH want to know if the Turkey foreplay is better than the Turckey consumation?
( and he left the room so y'all have to deal with my spelling)
Consummation is all, when it comes to turkey.
Cranberry sauce is cooling on the counter, bread dough rising in the fridge. Pie in the oven. Time to make the stuffing. This is my great grandmother's recipe that my mom wrote down when she was a girl and i copied from her. 6 ines of instructions, including the ingredients. Yum. I think it's in the Buffista Cookbook.
I also hate that Hec's boss is such a raving lunatic cunt-pie ©Allyson
Thanks, Cash. Hating my enemies for me is one of the truest signs of friendship.
I am not cooking a damn thing tonight. I did buy very yummy smelling rosemary rolls at the bakery, and then got a lovely looking lemon tart (to augment the apple and pumpkin pies of tomorrow).
I applied liquor and a long telephone call to Jen to my bad mood, and lo, it is lifted.
JZ is still at work and should come home now.
In other news, though my cool coworker is leaving, I have finagled it such that my minion is returning to help alleviate my impending massive load of work. It will be nice to work with my minion again.
Bird is brining, cranberry sauce is cooling, cornbread for stuffing is baking, bread dough is rising.
you know I have to post this . this guy was in a parking lot in my town - pulling a truck with a body part
and i have to post in Natter as well.
I think I killed you all ded.
more gravy for me