The crazy thing I do every year….

And no, it’s not skydiving, or some weird satanic ritual, but it probably is enough to get me committed to the Martha Stewart Home for the Domestically Insane.

It’s Thanksgiving.  And my annual Thanksgiving Extravaganza, now in it’s 5th year.

It started off small enough, just a few friends but overtime it’s snowballed.  Big Time.  Last year, The Runner and I worked out that we had 60 people over.  That’s right, 60.  Nearly enough for a 2 week, grand slam tennis tournament and just 4 fewer than the number of teams in the NCAA tournament– and we could have miscounted.   If you saw our apartment, you would wonder how we fit everyone in….. I don’t know, but it’s not a sit down dinner and not everyone comes at the same time, OBVIOUSLY!

As if that’s not crazy enough- (ok, maybe not crazy but a little bit unbalanced), I make all the savoury food.  (By savoury, I mean not sweet, so everything except desserts).  For 60 adults.   Turkey, sides, the whole kit and turkeyboodle.    Seriously, where is the straitjacket?

This year’s menu:

Turkey
Autumn Harvest Stuffing
Quinoa Salad with Kale, Pine Nuts, and Parmesan
Lemon Nut Rice
Whipped Sweet Potatoes with marshmallows
Cauliflower Gratin
Roasted Carrots and Potatoes with Dill
Roasted Pears and Red Onions
Herbed Mashed Potatoes
Corn Casserole
Macaroni and Cheese
Tomato, Basil and mozzarella
Green Bean Casserole

All made from scratch,  I know, it’s a little bit crazy.   But I LOVE it!  And, yes, there is room for one more!

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3 thoughts on “The crazy thing I do every year….

  1. Holy Guacamole! I thought I was doing well to have 20 people at my house. I guess if you do the math for the past 34 years of my spread, that’s a grand total of 680…..

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