Well, we made it. I feel a bit as if I’ve just emerged from a food-coma-induced cloud, only to discover that someone filled my fridge with delicious leftovers.
Since this is my third annual Biggest Little Thanksgiving, I thought I had this down. I thought that making a ton of food was making a ton of food; because it is, isn’t it? I failed to take into account two important factors: 1) the size/quantity of the bird(s), and 2) people, and therefore time.
The stuffing was one of the highlights of our feast. Unfortunately, it was also one of the two most time consuming recipes we made. There were about a hundred ingredients, and they each had to be cooked separately before they could be combined and baked. (Calin says I’m a serial exaggerator. I tell him my cheerios are <—THIS BIG—>!)