Vacuity

A Day Late and A Turkey Short…

So, we went to my sister’s yesterday for Thanksgiving. Tons of people, tons of food. But somehow…as we left amid showers of hugs, pecks on the cheeks and the echoes of “Happy Thanksgiving” still lingering in our ears…I looked down at my hands and realized that they did NOT contain a bulging “Doggy Bag” of leftovers.

Epic fail. *sigh*

Hence, I am about to head out to the store to buy the basic necessities that make for a good Thanksgiving leftover feast:

Turkey Breast. Yeah, as far as I’m concerned, breast is all that’s edible on any bird. I’m not paying for knees and elbows, people. I’ll roast the breast early, slice it, and let the platter sit out for three hours so it gets that nice, authentic “Leftover Patina”.

Cranberry Sauce. Sis forgot to put it out yesterday. I was sad. I may have to eat some right out of the can to make up for it. It’s a must for any sandwich.

Great bread or rolls. This, to me, is equally as important as having the turkey. I’m thinking Baguette…or some nice, light Ciabatta Rolls. num. Sandwich heaven.

Mayonnaise. Just put that down because we’re out. I don’t want to forget.

Mashed Potatoes. Now, these aren’t really a necessity. Stuffing is. But, not that crap stuffing that most poor misguided souls consume…great, Italian stuffing like my Mom made. With Italian sausage, garlic, basil and oregano and maybe some fennel. *sigh…respectful pause* Thinly sliced planks of moist, Italian stuffing truly transform ANY leftover turkey sandwich into a culinary masterpiece. But, it takes way too long to make just for leftovers, so I’m going with the mashers. I’ll put in some garlic. Yeah, I know that spreading mashed potatoes on a sandwich is double carbs, and that my derrier DEFINITELY doesn’t need extra. It’s a holiday. I’m emotional – don’t judge me.

Lettuce, Tomato, Thinly Sliced red onion, Meunster Cheese. It’s a sandwich. These are necessities for most sandwiches, aren’t they? Besides…we need some representation from the vegetable group.

Pumpkin Pie. To be sliced in sixteenths and eaten while standing over the kitchen counter while saying, “Gosh, I really don’t need this, I ate SO much, but I’ll have just this tiny sliver…a ‘no thank you’ helping, really…”

Yeah. I’m cooking Thanksgiving Leftover Dinner today, because I didn’t get any. But, that’s okay…leftovers really are best when they’re freshly prepared.