Yeah, it’s a strange phenomenon.
Her dog would really like us to kick out out turkey, but it’s not quite ready.
enjoy
So now that everyone is immobilized by a tryptophan induced coma, Happy end-of-Thanksgiving-Day to all y’all.
I avoided cooking on Thanksgiving partly because I didn’t feel like it and mostly because Son #2 had to work. That leaves Friday, Saturday, and Sunday to determine what day Thanksgiving Dinner will actually be held - assuming a consensus can be achieved. The turkey is still feeling icy so another day of thawing in the back recesses of the fridge won’t hurt. Saves me having to apply the tepid water bath to speed the process.
The apple pie might not make it to the actual dinner as last glance revealed that a rather substantial segment was missing.
And the black and white in/outdoor cat FINALLY decided to appear on the back doorstep after being outdoors for over 7 hours. Mrs. NoC, being concerned, forced me to walk the perimeter with the cat-summoning-device around midnight but he didn’t show up then. And of course he is complaining of empty food plates which would have been supplied to his satisfaction if he had been inside. He might be forced to exist on dry food until Mrs. NoC (when she wakes in the later AM) or Beautiful Daughter (if he pesters her enough) slaps cat-food-can-contents on a serving platter..