The Irish don’t celebrate Thanksgiving.  My Erin and her room mate Jo,   ‘t.r.i.e.d.’ to make themselves a meal worthy of the pilgrims, but — she confessed to me that they both were kinda sad on Thanksgiving night, and maybe shed a tear or two together.

OH.  MAKE IT STOP.  My HEART HURTS!

So when your grown daughter, tells ya something like that.  You roast a turkey and put on Thanksgiving #2 in lieu of Christmas dinner!  She was happy……So mama was happy.

Today?  Well.  It was deja vu all over again, as I scraped up every turkey-leftover recipes I could find.  Today, I channeled my mom — and managed to produce a PRETTY FINE Turkey Pot Pie, if I don’t say so myself 🙂  #100happydays (45/100)

Ciao for now….Diane