How was your Thanksgiving?

The big weekend is over. Folks are back at work and back at home. The dishes have been washed and leftovers are being consumed. So, how was your Thanksgiving? Click on the comments link below and tell us about your Thanksgiving. What did you cook? DID you cook? Was it a big celebration or a quiet day? What dishes were memorable? What didn’t work very well? If you had guests, did any of them over-imbibe? Any funny stories? Any touching ones?

My own personal Thanksgiving was uneventful. A nice baked chicken cooked in the slow cooker. Some roasted sweet potatoes with extra virgin olive oil and cinnamon. And of course my Southern Cornbread Dressing.

Here’s a shot of my dressing. This version has added minced garlic, chopped green bell pepper and a chopped carrot. I also cut back on the butter by half.

Slow cooker chicken is easy and frees up the oven for other things. Just ball up four small pieces of aluminum foil, put your washed, dried and seasoned chicken on top of the foil balls and cook on low for about six hours. I also added a cup of water with a tablespoon of instant onion soup mix dissolved in it. That gave the aroma and seasoning of the onion soup without the salt going into the bird. If you try this you might put the cooker on high for the first hour. Remember to check the chicken with a food thermometer to ensure it reaches at least 160º.

As I always do, I took the remainder of the chicken to make stock, part of which will go into a nice chicken soup soon.

My funniest Thanksgiving story happened when I was a kid. I grew up in a fairly large family in a big, old house. My father had years before added a back porch onto the house and had put up screen mesh all around the inside of the frame. A picnic table had been added so we could eat on the screened-in porch in the warmer weather months.

For Thanksgiving, my mom had made a number of pies for dinner, including a couple of pecan pies, a big favorite in most families. She put the pies out on the table on the back porch, which was off the kitchen, to cool. She thought they would be safe on a screened-in porch. A couple hours later, she went to add pumpkin pies to the table and retrieve the pecan pies and let out a cry. We went to see what was wrong and saw her crying over the pies. The two pecan pies had their pecan topping completely removed. And in the Karo syrup filling were little squirrel footprints. They had completely cleaned off the nuts from the pies. Apparently, there was a gap in the screens somewhere. Needless to say, we just had pumpkin pie that year.

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