It's hard to believe that Thanksgiving has already come and gone-- even the leftovers of which we had plenty. Thankfully, we still have the rest of the holiday season to look forward to. I've already started decorating and shamelessly listening to Christmas carols; so our house smells like holly and cinnamon while Bing Crosby croons in the background.
This year for Thanksgiving, Mark and I traveled to Lewes, Delaware to celebrate the holiday with his family there. His aunt and uncle-- who hosted and fed 27 people as if it were nothing-- live there near the beach. His aunt put on quite the spread for everyone, including the best-tasting turkey you've ever tasted. The bird sat in a herb filled brine for 24 hours and then went into the oven at four am. Now that is some Thanksgiving dedication. But it resulted in an amazing, moist turkey breast that I'm pretty sure was the best I've ever tasted.
Mashed potatoes, sweet potato souffle, apple sauce, cooked carrots, slaw, cranberries-- everything you could imagine was piled high on our plates. I ate way more calories than any one person needs in one day, much less one meal. And I don't regret a single bite. Although, I have to admit, the gym has been exacting some post-Thanksgiving torture.