My sleep schedule has been quite wonky this weekend. It’s gotten to the point I’ve completely lost track of what time or even day it is. As it happens, today was Thanksgiving but I had totally forgotten – usually Housemate reminds me of things like this but he’s on the Island celebrating the holiday with his mother.
I woke up to the sound of MSN new message alerts coming from my laptop. My brother Gino was going on about Thanksgiving preparations at our dear friend Steph’s house over in Nanaimo which apparently involved him deep frying bits of ham. Here’s Gino with Steph and her mommy:
My buddies and fabulous guest bloggers Jess and Mike celebrated the day with rotisserie chickens with savoury stuffing made in the breadmaker followed by rice pudding with pumpkin pie spice, pistachios, golden raisins, and maple syrup. Here’s the bread machine she used:
My friends got me all craving something Thanksgivingy so I resolved to cart myself to the Safeway and get a chicken or something.
On the way to Safeway, however, I passed by a Chinese restaurant that was advertising a Thanksgiving dinner for $7.99 ($8.90 with tax). I figure it’d be nice to not have to cook and it’d probably be cheaper than groceries so that’s what I got. Here’s the place I went:
They gave me a decent amount of turkey and potatoes covered in gravy and aside from the appearance there was really nothing wrong with either. The vegetables, however, were sparse and slimy and the soup was a little thin and bland. There was no stuffing, cranberry sauce, or pumpkin pie. It was a real half-assed Thanksgiving dinner and definitely not good value. In fact, I’ve had far better Thanksgiving suppers at soup kitchens.
Here’s what I got:
But all is not lost! It turns out I’ll be getting a Thanksgiving present from Housemate’s mother! Housemate told her how I always cut my fingers when I’m cooking onions for the Indian curries I made all the time so apparently she got me a this salad shooter thing. Isn’t that nice?
This year I’m thankful for all the nice people in my life.