I decided that I didn't want to go home for Thanksgiving.
My parents were going to order dinner out with my grandparents. Not from any place fun like Chinese or pizza but stupid Thanksgiving dinner. Joe was going up to St.Joe and I could have gone with him. But honestly, I didn't want to. I'm tired. I was on call Wednesday night till 8am and will be again on Saturday. I've been living in squalor since studying for NAVLE took priority over everything else. Now I can actually clean...haha.
SO I decided that I could make dinner. I knew that Laura would be in town since she is on surgery and that results in no life. I took a hunch that Jenn would be in town since she's from Pennsylvania and on equine. Rachel Ray happened to be on call. Peggy got weighed down with a patient so all of them (and Zach who was working so couldn't show up) came over for dinner.
Peggy brought some pumpkin pie and cool whip. Jenn brought some muffins and rolls. Rachel brought salad and Laura some random boiled shrimp which I don't think were appriciated as much as they should have been.
I eventually got up and baked an apple cake, did some cleaning, ran the dishwasher and then started preparing the feast. I baked two chickens. We destroyed one so the second wasn't needed but will be appriciated later. The chickens were glorious. I stuffed them with lemon, onion, garlic, celery and carrots. I oiled them like honeymooners in Florida. When you set the oven to 450 and its full of crud, there will be smoke. Oven cleaner is high on the list for Wal-Mart. Forget other deals.
I made stuffing from scratch because Laura Goldman was too good for StoveTop. It involved letting bread get stale overnight, cutting it into large stale chunks, adding sausage that had been cooked, onions, celery, some random seasoning I had laying around, and walnuts, apples and dried cranberries left over from previous food making.
I made green bean casserole because well, we needed a vegetable. I made mashed potatoes. I made gravy. I mean opened a jar of gravy.
It was a good meal. We ate and complained about school, comparing cases and comparing clinicians and what a-holes they are. It was what Thanksgiving should be.
Tomorrow, I'll clean the rabbit cage. I promise.
[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/26/11]
My parents were going to order dinner out with my grandparents. Not from any place fun like Chinese or pizza but stupid Thanksgiving dinner. Joe was going up to St.Joe and I could have gone with him. But honestly, I didn't want to. I'm tired. I was on call Wednesday night till 8am and will be again on Saturday. I've been living in squalor since studying for NAVLE took priority over everything else. Now I can actually clean...haha.
SO I decided that I could make dinner. I knew that Laura would be in town since she is on surgery and that results in no life. I took a hunch that Jenn would be in town since she's from Pennsylvania and on equine. Rachel Ray happened to be on call. Peggy got weighed down with a patient so all of them (and Zach who was working so couldn't show up) came over for dinner.
Peggy brought some pumpkin pie and cool whip. Jenn brought some muffins and rolls. Rachel brought salad and Laura some random boiled shrimp which I don't think were appriciated as much as they should have been.
I eventually got up and baked an apple cake, did some cleaning, ran the dishwasher and then started preparing the feast. I baked two chickens. We destroyed one so the second wasn't needed but will be appriciated later. The chickens were glorious. I stuffed them with lemon, onion, garlic, celery and carrots. I oiled them like honeymooners in Florida. When you set the oven to 450 and its full of crud, there will be smoke. Oven cleaner is high on the list for Wal-Mart. Forget other deals.
I made stuffing from scratch because Laura Goldman was too good for StoveTop. It involved letting bread get stale overnight, cutting it into large stale chunks, adding sausage that had been cooked, onions, celery, some random seasoning I had laying around, and walnuts, apples and dried cranberries left over from previous food making.
I made green bean casserole because well, we needed a vegetable. I made mashed potatoes. I made gravy. I mean opened a jar of gravy.
It was a good meal. We ate and complained about school, comparing cases and comparing clinicians and what a-holes they are. It was what Thanksgiving should be.
Tomorrow, I'll clean the rabbit cage. I promise.
[EDIT-Originally posted to Blogger on 11/26/11]
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