Today’s BlogHer #NaBloPoMo2016 prompt asks about our worst Thanksgiving food failure. I’m not sure if I’m happy to say that I haven’t really had a Thanksgiving food failure or absolutely paranoid at the thought that it just hasn’t come YET. Great. Something else to worry about – because cooking at Thanksgiving isn’t stressful enough, right?
I’ve read about all kinds of entertaining accidents – plastic wrap on pineapples and cordless phones in casseroles, yet, my “normal” adult Thanksgiving experiences are almost boring comparatively. There was the year I made waaaaaaaay too much mashed potatoes (leftovers for all!). There was the year immediately after the too-much-mashed-potato-year when there was not enough mashed potatoes (excuse me, but what happened last year?). There has been the many different vegetable side dishes that I have prepared in hopes of finding the “perfect” one that nearly everyone likes…glazed carrots (nope), asparagus (not really), creamed corn (sort of), brussels sprouts (better), and french onion soup stuffed mushrooms (best so far). There was also the Thanksgiving we were house-sitting for my in-laws and inherited the turkey-cooking duty, since my in-laws host Thanksgiving and they ALWAYS cook the turkey. I was a mess on THAT Thanksgiving. I had never cooked a turkey, and I have not cooked one since. I googled a million “recipes” for the best Thanksgiving turkey and went with this one from Ina Garten. Basically, it was a LOT of butter and the turkey was amazing and I have never been more relieved. But, again, there’s no “fail” in my string of short stories.
So, with that I will leave you. I will leave you with more worry then I had yesterday and the feeling like my impending Thanksgiving doom is waiting for me. Thanks #NaBloPoMo2016. I *really* appreciate it. Gobble, gobble.
Betcha didn’t know that bananas double as cement, huh? They do. I know now because I have a baby boy. This baby boy, let’s call him RD3, LOVES bananas. This cute little RD3 likes to eat bananas in a way that is, well, less than neat. He actually eats everything like this, but I won’t go there today – too messy.
Anyway, so Mr. RD3 eats some banana today while at his Aunty Beth’s house, and he got some in his hair (nothing new). Aunty Beth cleaned him up, but missed the hair banana…because I mean, why would she be cleaning his hair? He was EATING after all, not getting a shampoo. So, anyway, this hunk of squashed banana lived in his hair for the afternoon and evening and was totally stuck in his hair. CEMENTED in his hair. Even the bath and soap was not quite enough to free the stuff. Let’s just say that at the end of bathtime, little bits of banana and hair were drifting down the drain…
So, although I’m not going to rush out and suggest the Three Little Pigs trade in their house of bricks for one of bananas, I bet Pip and Squeak could use some bananas when it comes time for home renovations. And I will continue to give my messy baby boy that extra bath after he’s been eating, or wearing, bananas. He’s too cute with hair to watch any more go down the drain.
It’s 11pm and I will clearly pay for this poor choice tomorrow morning when my alarm is ringing at 5am, but I just HAD to make cookies. I don’t know why, it just had to be done. So I did. Yummy, delicious oatmeal chocolate chip cookies that me and my family have decided are the best oatmeal chocolate chip cookies we’ve eaten. I got the recipe from a friend who got it from a friend who got it from a friend. Did I mention how yummy they are?
Well, I guess I better go to bed now. And even though I know I will be tired tomorrow, I also know I’ll be eating cookies, surprising my girls with homemade cookies in the morning while I pack those cookies for their snacks, and sending my hubby with cookies to brighten his recently boring string of work days. Are you hungry for cookies, yet? If you want to try my favorite oatmeal cookies, check out the recipe posted here on Tasty Kitchen, one of my all-time favorite cooking websites. Just don’t be alarmed by the name – I promise they are really good. I can offer friend and family references if you need them!
Sweet (cookie) dreams…