When I told The Boy that I was consulting the Butterball.com chart to figure out how big a turkey to buy for Thanksgiving, he revealed just how well he knew me. "May I assume," he asked, "that you are pretending that there are two additional adults attending Thanksgiving, that you want leftovers and that we are heavy eaters?" Bingo. The Butterball chart allows you to account for your eating habits and desires for leftovers, and I only felt a little guilty using their site, given that I actually buy my turkey at Mrs. Green's health food store.
But the point is, I purchased a 20 lb turkey to feed 10 adults and one baby, who it must be admitted, has not even started on solid food yet. And as of this morning, all that is left of the turkey is what's in the soup I made yesterday.
When The Weatherman pulled the bird out of the oven Thursday (it was too heavy for me) I was happy as could be. We had four generations here - my parents, my kids, my sister and her husband, my neice and her husband and Baby Amelia. The turkey weighed 3 pounds more than Amelia.
But slowly people - and the turkey - started to depart. By Sunday lunch it was down to turkey enchiladas and just The Weatherman, The Boy, My Daughter, one of her best friends, and me. By Sunday dinner it was just The Weatherman and Me, and the soup. It is very good soup. But it is a very quiet house again. Less than a month til Christmas though.
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