amy alison dombroski

2008 Blogs

I spent Thanksgiving day with Chellie, Tim, and Ruby. It was a stressful day because there was a strategy to the eating; we had to work to pace ourselves with the wine and constant flow of food. I ate some malt-o-meal for breakfast before meeting up with Tim for some intervals. I didn't eat anything following the ride, so I arrived to their house at 2pm on the verge of bonking. They pushed a glass of wine on me and in 4 sips I was on a tipping point. Fortunately Tim brought out his spread of appetizers.Figs, crusty bread, melted brie, etc. "In the words of the late great Colonel Sanders: I'm too drunk to taste this chicken". Then we had some more good wine.And then some even better wine. Tim taught me how to baste the turkey. I was good at it, but too slow.It still came out wicked good looking. Tasty too.
Caveman."Dear 8 pound 6 ounce Baby Jesus, or as our brothers to the south call you, Jésus…we thank you so much for this bountiful harvest of Domino’s, KFC, and the always delicious Taco Bell." Grace.
I live for stuffing and pie on Thanksgiving. You could forget the turkey, potatoes, and even the cranberry sauce because I would be content with a pile of stuffing and half a chocolate pecan pie. This stuffing was the best stuffing I have ever had. Sorry mom!

The best thing about dinner and appetizers is that when you're finished, you really are not finished, because you still have dessert. However, dessert is bittersweet because it's so good, but it really is the end.

The end.

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