Everyone loves coming to Canadian Thanksgiving, because who doesn't like to partake in a full-on turkey feast? It really is the first test to holiday eating... you ask yourself questions like, "Am I ready for American Thanksgiving and Christmas?" and "Have I trained my stomach for such gluttony?" Apparently not enough...
I spent the whole day eating in preparation. Bad idea. By the time dinner rolled around I was full -- but, no way was I going to back away from this amazing spread. I was determined. I made it through the main course but then it was dessert -- the whole reason we have Canadian Thanksgiving to begin with -- pumpkin pie. I LOVE pumpkin pie. It hurt so badly every bite that I took... but, I pushed through the pain. I payed for those decisions. Hours later I was trying to determine if I had food poisoning or had just over-eaten. Umm yeah... I had just over-eaten. I was trying to decide if I was allowed to call in sick due to my own self-indulgence... what would that phone call sound like exactly?
I survived and worked today you'll be happy to know.... and am currently shoving some more pie in my mouth as I type this post... I am not a very quick learner.
The 20 pounder heading into the oven
Avery making sure the bar was adequately supplied for Dinner.. she's such a lush
Our official carvers -- Chris and Brent
The spread starting to take shape
And, the amazing pies that ultimately did me in...
PS -- no court date assigned to me yet... but, it would appear that Ethiopian courts did, in fact, open on Monday, I think. Yay, I hope!