That's the word of the day. The word of the Year. The word that most aptly describes this year's Turkey Family Fest.
Or Feast. Whichever *grins*...
Turkey being done in a new way...being "brined" for 12 hours before cooking it, partially downside up, then flipping to "golden" the breast
Stuffing not done *in* the turkey (I wonder if my brother will freak out more than my sister...or vice versa?)
A traditional apple pie....and a non-traditional, done with a "cookie" style topping rather than in a crust.
And the biggest tradition breaker of them all?
A Buffet-style meal, served, not in our beautiful dining room, but in the living room. With the television tuned to the New England Patriots, who are playing football on Thanksgiving for the first time since *I've* been a football fan.
And it will be the first time the family will see the "new" kitchen...the new floor, the wallpaper, and the 2/3 updated paint job. Yanno...I didn't even sweat not getting the painting done. *shrug* they all come here for family, for food, for laughter, and remembering...but I doubt any of them will say ..."Gee, how come Kirsty didn't get that paint job done"...(I'm laughing here coz, my brother the painter, well, he's cut from a different bolt of cloth and as a professional painter...he just might!! C'est La Vie!!)
We spent today getting things ready and it was fun. Busy for the last 13 hours, non-stop things to do...but it was good. Only a wee spat and that corrected fast and I was left with the happy glow of getting things done, being ready, and being happy.
And isn't that the best feeling of all?