I love Thanksgiving, and I wish it didn’t have such garbage origins. But, it’s nice to have a day of food and family and taking stock and being thankful, and acknowledging that we can do better than how it all started.
The turkey breast is in the brine – sugar, salt, peppercorns, and a whole damn bulb of garlic. It will then be covered in garlic herb rub for the roasting. We like garlic around here.
Cheesy ranch bacon dip is chilling in the fridge. Cheese and salami and crackers and jams will be out in a bit.
I’ve flipped over to the Macy’s parade, cause Santa will be on shortly, and wow, this is creepy. If you ever wondered what a parade in an apocalypse would look like, this is it. Props to Santa for his enthusiasm despite not having an audience.
But, even with a disturbing parade and everything else that this year has brought, there are things to be thankful for.
I’ve avoided the fucking plague. My brother and I still get along. I have a job that I like that lets me stay safe. I have food and a roof over my head. 45 is one his way out. We have vaccines on the way. There is a light at the end of the tunnel and I’m pretty sure it’s not an oncoming train.
I hope you have a nice day with good food and you can safely connect with your loved ones and make plans for an epic gathering next year.