::Wilbert and I had a rather nice Thanksgiving. We spent the holiday at home with Foofer, and had most of the typical fixings. Wilbert has a special recipe for stuffing (don’t we all?), but I have to admit his is very tasteful. I spent about an hour this morning toasting two loaves of bread and breaking them up into pieces, while he did the rest (adding seasonings, butter and boiled gizzards). We roasted a twelve-pound turkey, and our side dishes included Green-Bean Mushroom Casserole and homemade mashed potatoes using Klondike Rose spuds (which have rose-colored skin and gold-colored flesh). The potatoes are locally grown in Issaquah and have a buttery texture of their own. I left the skins on and added my usual dose of salt and butter, and the ever-luxuriant liquid Coffee Mate instead of milk.

 

Afterward, “turkey-itis” set in and all three of us fell asleep watching the West Wing marathon. Foofer had his fill of turkey (and a dab of mashed potatoes, which he loves); he was so happily full he went out into the backyard and rolled in the snow several times, pawing the ground as he came up with a snow-encrusted face. What a lovely day!