Thankscooking

This year my mother has to work on Thanksgiving. All day. I'm not even going to see her.

Ergo, this year I will be cooking Thanksgiving dinner. All of it. By myself.

It's true that I love to cook, but I'm more of a pastry chef: cookies, mousse, pie, and crab dip. If it's brutally fattening, it's probably my specialty. But tomorrow it'll be potatoes, vegetables, and

THE BIRD.

Even for a small family dinner, a relatively small clucker will demand hours of attention. I'll have to stick my hand up it's tail to clean and stuff it, then season, baste, and bake. Thank god this isn't the colonial era. I'd probably be plucking the damn thing right now.

Oh heck, I just realized I have to figure out gravy, too.

It's times like these that I wonder if tradition is so necessary. And yes, I appreciate Mum that much more. Happy Thanksgiving, all.