The Best Husband on Thanksgiving Award

goes to.....
MY husband! Honestly, he saved the day, folks! As I mentioned in another post, I had ordered rolls and pies from the local bakery to for T-Day, to be picked up on Wednesday before Thanksgiving. After doing a lot of various errands that I can't even remember now (only that the day was incredibly busy), I got called to a birth at 6pm on Wednesday. It was a primip (first baby mama) in labor. Primips generally have a bit longer labor than a woman who has had a baby before, but I had a good feeling about this particular woman and felt like I'd be home in bed by 6am. Enough time to catch a nap and then start cooking the feast.
Well, it didn't quite turn out like that. I won't go into birth details here, but I didn't get home until 4:30pm on Thanksgiving, after staying up the entire night and day without any sleep. I had a few text messages and short phone calls with G, with instructions about dinner. Thankfully, I was able to get the turkey into a brine on Wednesday. I was going to take pictures of all this cooking business and didn't get asingle pic!
At any rate, I got home just after my dad arrived, and just before my mom came down and my mother-in-law arrived. G managed not only to cook everything we had intended, but he even got the timing right, which can be really hard when cooking so much, alone.

The brined turkey tasted incredibly good. It was really moist and lovely. I can't tell if it was the brining or that we ate a turkey that we raised from a chick that made it taste so nice. But it was the first time I ate turkey and really enjoyed it without having to shovel other things on it to make it more palatable.
We also had sweet potatoes au gratin (with local cheeses), local garlic and mashed potatoes, corn (not local, my dad's contribution and utterly tasteless- not to be a bitch, but compared to the sweet corn we've frozen the Bird's Eye corn was nasty stuff), my mom made her famous egg fried rice veggie dish, cranberry-raspberry relish, the rolls and pies, and possibly more. It seems like there was more butI just can't remember now.
That's probably because I ate my dinner in a smiling haze of daffy sleep deprivation before drinking a cup of decaf, helping with dishes, showering and going to bed by 7pm. Woo-hoo! I am the party girl!

Maybe I'll be able to post pics for the Christmas dinner. We have a few huge local hams to chose from for that meal. Let's hope the babies cooperate!