Happy Thanksgiving. We spent our day making dinner, eating dinner and now digesting dinner, and giving thanks for being together.
The making of dinner in a campus apartment kitchen, populated by 3 boys young men required
bringing a roasting pan, meat thermometer, pie plate (and pie fixings), casserole dish (who doesn’t have at least one casserole dish?), baster from Seattle,
two trips to Albertsons this morning for
- Trip 1 = tin foil, saran wrap, plastic storage containers, wine, sparkling cider, blue cheese and paper towels and Milk.
- Trip 2 = bread cubes for stuffing (not Stove Top) and Cool Whip. (I did not bring the mixer and didn”t feel like having a whipping party.)
We had a basic Thanksgiving dinner after figuring out how to use smaller pots and pans to make just about everything. (We did have a full size roasting pan). Turkey, stuffing in and out, broccoli (a bit overdone), smashed potatoes (after a few moments of – “What no smasher” panic) and rolls, with pumpkin pie for dessert. I am stuffed. Since most of the pots and pans and what not were not Rey’s this lesson screams potential Christmas ideas.
One very nice bit about cooking in the small kitchen is that you are really right in the “living” room with everyone else. Everyone else being Rey and Carl. Rey’s roommate Nick joined us for dinner and dessert. Ashlan joined us following dinner via the telephone – without a phone card – hang the expense, it’s Thanksgiving.
This feels like a tired blog – meandering and written with a loose waistband, so I will let it go at that. I did take some pictures of the kitchen, but Rey’s computer and my camera equipment (that is with me) don’t match. Maybe when I connect up my machine later.

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