Thanksgiving

My Thanksgiving usually involves waiting around not watching sports until a tasty meal is cooked. I'm usually this lazy and pretty grumpy by the time turkey is served. However, this year was different. I cooked.

I cooked some fine mashed potatoes. Caramelized onions, parsley, and cheese and a little bit of pepper all went into making this a dish I was actually proud of. I wasn't grumpy, tired, or unhelpful. I participated in the kitchen which meant I had a great Thanksgiving. Besides that, the meal I ate with my cousins and grandmother actually seemed like the idealistic picture. It was in a dining room, turkey in the front, plates loaded down and everyone smiling, laughing, and talking.