Most daytime TV shows don't float my boat, however I'm a sucker for anything to do with cooking. While getting some major closet cleaning finished, I had regular network TV on. Each show had a segment about cooking Thanksgiving dinner, mostly all about the turkey. For me, the turkey or me making the food isn't the hard part. It's everything else. I think I've mentioned before, but it was a catastrophe when my mother-in-law did not make enough mashed potatoes. She made enough for 4 people and there's usually about 18 of us, and the kids were ready to declare war. Or how about the year there was a communication snafu of what to bring? There was one 9" or 12" pie per person = 18 pies. OK, an over abundance of pies isn't such a bad thing, but there were no green beans, cranberry sauce, salad or sweet potatoes. Then there's the time thing. What time is everyone showing up? One year my mother-in-law told everyone a different time to show up. Good times.
The funny thing about the missed mashed potatoes or the plethora of pies (and what ever else happened) is that, as a family, we will fondly remember those Thanksgivings. We were all together for one day, and that's all that mattered.
Steal Away - Robbie Dupree