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