Yesterday we made so much food that I feel really guilty for our gluttony. From our end we had a 27 lb. turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, a bottomless pit of artichoke/spinach dip with cut vegetables, parsnip soup, mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, these fried rice/cheese balls that our friend Michael helped fry, and the baked fennel. Thankfully I didn't have time to do the orange tart or mixed crostini, because it was already way too much. Our guests brought lots of sweet potatoes, apple strudel, pumpkin, pecan and sweet potato pies!
It made me think of this fable about a king (I think?) for whom the clouds were all food, and he reached up into the sky and pulled down a gigantic drumstick -- more than he or his entire kingdom could hope to finish. He was punished in some way for his gluttony, but I can't remember -- maybe he had a terrible bellyache or worse.
In order to avoid punishment, we'll have to make sure to eat turkey and other Thanksgiving leftovers for every meal for the next several months or pack it as meals for the homeless.
Posted by Tulula
at 6:51 PM EST
