Happy Thanksgiving! My turkey is nearly done, and an assortment of side dishes awaits their turn in the oven.

Seems funny to do all this for just me and Rob, but then again I'll have cherubs over the weekend and this way I won't have to cook :)

Plus I do like my turkey leftovers. I remember when I was small, my mom would slice all the meat off the carcass and store it in an aluminum cake pan that had a lid which you slid back and forth to open and shut. She'd flatten all the meat into this pan, then make soup from the turkey bones ( I vaguely recall we weren't allowed to chew on our drumsticks because she snatched those bones off our plates to add to the stockpot). In the middle of the night, when she'd come home from work, I'd be waiting up for her. We'd slide open the pan of turkey and put out little dipping bowls of mayonaise and eat.

I've made soup from the turkey bones before. We make a Korean soup called chook (sometimes spelled jook) from it. Basically, boil the bones with some onions, salt and pepper to make a nice broth and then add in lots of rice, plus whatever scraps of meat fall from the bones. We sometimes mixed in soy sauce, kim chee slices or other little things to change it, but essentially that's all it was. Filling, warm and homey.

I might make a pot of soup this year. Rob'll be in Virginia for the next week, taking care of his mother's estate. It'll be nice to come in from school and simply heat up a cup of something warm and cozy while I wait for him to come home.

Happy Thanksgiving! My turkey is nearly done, and an assortment of side dishes awaits their turn in the oven.

Seems funny to do all this for just me and Rob, but then again I'll have cherubs over the weekend and this way I won't have to cook :)

Plus I do like my turkey leftovers. I remember when I was small, my mom would slice all the meat off the carcass and store it in an aluminum cake pan that had a lid which you slid back and forth to open and shut. She'd flatten all the meat into this pan, then make soup from the turkey bones ( I vaguely recall we weren't allowed to chew on our drumsticks because she snatched those bones off our plates to add to the stockpot). In the middle of the night, when she'd come home from work, I'd be waiting up for her. We'd slide open the pan of turkey and put out little dipping bowls of mayonaise and eat.

I've made soup from the turkey bones before. We make a Korean soup called chook (sometimes spelled jook) from it. Basically, boil the bones with some onions, salt and pepper to make a nice broth and then add in lots of rice, plus whatever scraps of meat fall from the bones. We sometimes mixed in soy sauce, kim chee slices or other little things to change it, but essentially that's all it was. Filling, warm and homey.

I might make a pot of soup this year. Rob'll be in Virginia for the next week, taking care of his mother's estate. It'll be nice to come in from school and simply heat up a cup of something warm and cozy while I wait for him to come home.