The dog just waited until I sat down before she whined, wanting to go outside. Why can’t she learn to ask for things when I’m standing and moving around? Nope. Must wait until whatever human in the vicinity has made contact with the couch.

Anyway. It’s the day before Thanksgiving! Have I finalized my menu yet? No! Have I spruced up the house yet? No! Am I suffering from my usual holiday-induced freakout? Yes! Am I panicking? Yes!

Today I woke up to this view. Ick. Last week the weather was still in the 50s and then it was like someone flipped a switch. Now it’s in the 30s and snowy.


But I shall not despair. Today I am thawing out apples for tomorrow’s apple pie. I’m pretty sure this is the apple pie recipe I use, though I cut down on the sugar a little. That might not be the exact recipe, but seeing as I didn’t write down what I did last time, it will suffice.


These apples came from a tree in the middle of the woods in the middle of nowhere. It’s off a gravel road in a national forest, and if you know where it is and if you can beat the bear hunters to it in the fall, it has damn good apples.

I have no idea why that tree is there, and there are several in that area. Did someone plant them decades ago? Or did someone that really loved apples continually throw their cores there 100 years ago? These are the things I think about instead of figuring out what I’m going to serve for Thanksgiving tomorrow.

When my parents were here in September we picked a bunch of apples from that tree and I froze them. I shall be rich in apple pie for the foreseeable future.


I’m also thawing out the rest of whatever I need tomorrow. Lotsa buttah. (I’ve only truly nailed down the desserts. The rest of the meal is up in the air.)


This picture has nothing to do with anything, except for my fervent hope that whatever cooking I do turns out better than this loaf of bread did last week. I let it rise in the oven and forgot about the damn thing. Thank god for plastic wrap or I would still be scraping dough from the bottom of the oven.


I shall return next week. Have a good holiday, if you’re in the U.S. If not, have a good weekend.

See you later!

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  1. Happy Thanksgiving! Wow, your weather really did change. I’m looking out the window to sunny skies and beautiful fall leaves. I’m not envious of your snowy Thanksgiving scene. I have my menu figured out and will do whatever prep I can today so tomorrow, hopefully, won’t be too stressful. We have family and friends joining us so the main pressure is getting the turkey right. We’ve roasted enough turkeys that we should have the procedure down (she’s says with fingers crossed that nothing goes wrong tomorrow.) Your apples look delicious and I love apple pie. Our guests are bringing the pies so that’s one thing I don’t have to worry about. We’ll have pumpkin and pecan pies in the Southern tradition.

    Have a wonderful Thanksgiving. Hope you get your menu figured out by then.

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