“Next year, I’m taking everyone out for Thanksgiving. Your dinner was terrible again!” Yep. That’s what the Sweetman said about last year’s Thanksgiving dinner.
You see, I make everything from scratch. From the pies to the stuffing. Why? Well, because I love to cook for one. And two, I’m one of those foodies who refuses to eat anything processed. This includes the turkey. While I want an antibiotic, cruelty, and hormone free one, Sweetman wants a Butterball.
I should know better since he loves to eat cold Progresso soup right from the can. Not to mention, he delights in Tortino Pizza Rolls and fixes himself bowls of Cocoa Crispies for a late night snack after he’s indulged in several handfuls of Twizzlers, Snickers, pretzels, and chips. And the later mind you is before and after dinner.
“I just can’t understand why I’m gaining weight,”he says.
Hmmf! Gee, I wonder.
This year Sweetman handed me a hundred dollars to buy what I needed to make Thanksgiving dinner. Guess he forgot what he said after the last one. Anyway, he gave me these instructions, “I want corn on the cob. Get a Butterball turkey. Some couscous. And get Stove Top Stuffing.”
“Why Stove Top?” I ask.
He says, “I don’t like your stuffing.”
“But its from scratch. What’s wrong with it? Not enough chemicals for you?”
Obviously, he has no clue that there are over fifteen ingredients in this crap. Among them is fructose corn syrup, BHA, BHT (doesn’t this cause cancer?), and propyl gallate-another name anti-freeze. The stuff sounds like its meant for a deadly weapon of mass destruction. Not to mention, there’s three hundred ninety milligrams of sodium in it. After reading what I just wrote, this stuff may explode his already expanding tummy.
I hope everyone has a wonderful Thanksgiving. And no matter how you prepare your dinner. Prepare it with lots of love.
Hugs and chocolate,