Well, here we are with one week to go. Elizabeth still has one unclaimed turkey if you need one. I have about a million things on my mind today and I’m sure you do, too. So I thought I’d herd that chaos into bullet points in no particular order.
-In case you missed this post last year, make yourself some cranberry relish first thing so you can sip my most beloved cocktail. So good, so fresh, so easy, and perfect for breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Or if your feet are planted firmly in your kitchen for the entirety of the day, all three! What do you like to sip on while you’re in holiday mode cooking?
-I have a little wrench thrown into my schedule this year. Not a wrench so much as a pleasant scheduling conflict. I have friends who will be in Columbus for 24 hours and those 24 hours are Thanksgiving. So I’m having them over for breakfast. I have to tie my hands and keep it simple. The good news is that it’s a Holiday so I don’t have to pretend it’s healthy like we usually do with breakfast. I’m going to make individual little sausage pies tonight and freeze them unbaked (though the filling will be cooked already), my favorite muffins, and sliced citrus. They suggested a restaurant buuuut I have moral opposition to that. If you serve multiple meals on the big day, what do you do?
|I'm sorry if you're sick of these sunrises! I'm not...|
-I won’t make my whole case but I think anything non-essential should be closed on Thanksgiving. Maybe you disagree, that’s fine. Every year my mom and I argue this because she sees it as an affront to capitalism. People don’t need Big Macs, tennis shoes, dildos, or god knows what else on Thanksgiving. Grocery employees work so hard in the days leading up to Thanksgiving, it should end with a day off. I don’t need to tell you that every dollar you spend is tracked and analyzed. I do not patronize any business on Thanksgiving Day. Not even Tim Horton’s in the morning. I figure any dollar I spend makes the case for being open next year on Thanksgiving and any dollar I don’t leads the case against. I’ll drink my shitty homemade coffee on Thanksgiving and eagerly await the good stuff the next day.
-Last year I literally remembered everything except the fucking mayonnaise for the day after. What is the quintessential Thanksgiving sandwich without mayonnaise? Stock up now. Also, get some cheap plastic containers for your guests’ leftovers. Don’t get caught with your pants down and send guests off with your good Tupperware.
|Have been hoping to get his photo all season!|
|I asked him to come a little closer...|
|Deer are not usually aggressive, save for mothers with fawns and bucks in mating season|
|A littttttttle worried he might charge the car. I was willing to risk a dent|
|He smiled and waved his tail as to say "I'm just fucking with you"|
|More pressing matters at hand...|
|She doesn't seem interested|
|...no luck, back to breakfast|
-Thanksgiving music is kinda hard. What do you play? I am working on a mix that’s about 70% jazz, 20% 60s and 70s, 5% classical, and 5% Christmas. I like a little Christmas music peppered in.
-I wrote about my scheduling last year, but here is my schedule for this year. If you don’t have a written schedule, I urge you to make one. There are so many little things you forget about, and you always think you have more time than you do. I try to think about what time I want to start and end on each day. Maybe your peak productive hours are late into the night, early in the morning like me, or all the time like FF. Schedule accordingly. What’s joyous at 7AM can be daunting at midnight or later.
-Thanksgiving pushes any kitchen to its limits, I find it helpful to have an out of the way zone to keep dishes until I’m ready to wash them. It’s hard to serve dessert with dinner regalia on every square inch of counterspace.