Thanksgiving took a turn for the infirmary this year as my Mom came down with a yucky cold / sinus infection / upper respiratory funk. Of course she wouldn't let on that she was sick until I realized she wasn't huffing and puffing because she was nearing her retirement years. Once we realized she was under the weather I took over cooking duties and we had a great meal; and luckily her sous chef was able to help her make the pumpkin pie before she felt too horrible.
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Leftovers are the best!
Unrelated ... cooking at my Mom's made me realize that she has some of the oldest and most inefficient cooking tools known to man; her Christmas list was created as I peeled potatoes and used the worst knives (aka death traps) ever to attempt to chop.
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