From Pham Fatale, a Shepard's Pie that reinvents yesterday's meal into something comforting and wonderful. From Closet Cooking, a slew of ideas from turkey sandwiches with cranberry sauce (and I will dearly miss mine, delivered by Ann, but 'this is a year like no other year') to turkey white chili to turkey pho.
I chose to not take any leftovers, too full in belly and eyes to even think about more food, despite the goodness of Lorraine's turkey and sides, , Ann's salad, Jane's flan, Teresa's stuffing, Peri's Death by Chocolate cake, my mashed potatoes and more. Instead, we loaded up a plate for Karen, who spent a beautiful day being too unwell to play with anything but the cats. Get better, Karen!
The sun shone, the water danced, the dogs chased and retrieved 2 x 4 drifters. We ate and drank and talked and laughed. Kai and Susan enjoyed the sea water while the rest of us were lazy in the shade. A good day. Another Thanksgiving on Culebra...day was done, gone the sun.