When I was in college, one of our sorority sisters announced one morning at breakfast that her mother had always told her, “One is not considered a grown up until she learns to drink coffee.” Well, I made it through college and a good part of my early adult life without drinking or liking coffee. That is until I discovered french vanilla and hazlenut and all the other wonderful flavors that make coffee a great warm drink, and I learned to LOVE coffee! Until.
I learned my brain gets addicted to caffeine. Surely you all remember from an earlier post that I cannot drink coffee now.
And now I’m faced with the question, “Am I really still a grown up?” Crazy, I know. But now I’ve realized that one is not really considered a grown up until she’s actually made a Thanksgiving dinner!
I’ve never had to do that before because we’ve always gone to relatives’ homes and taken a dish here or there. So I’ve never baked a turkey or made dressing!
But today… I’m officially a grown up in my own right. I’m 39 years old and have reached that milestone!! Today I made dressing – it’s my mother-in-love’s recipe… very simple but very yummy and it reminds me of my grandmom’s dressing she used to make.
The twist here is I have 2 dogs that stay in the house with us and just a little while ago, I took them on their afternoon walk and Sadie had trapsed through a muddy ditch. (I promise I’m getting back to the dressing) So when we got back to the house, I let Lily in and marched Sadie to the outside hose to wash off her paws. It took all of 1.5 minutes!
I got back in the house and noticed “someone had been eating my porridge”! Oh, and I forgot to tell you that I fried some bacon to sprinkle on top of green beans for tomorrow as well and it was cooling off next to the dressing. When I realized a tongue had made its way into my dressing, I turned around and saw Lily just sitting there with her ears tucked back. Poor thing. I couldn’t get mad at her, she just wanted a sample too.
But I thought I’d share the finished dish with you – complete with a tongue impression!
Notice the crumbs off to the side.
I thought I was officially a grown up, but now I have to explain to my family how my dog ate the dressing! No extra credit for me!!
But Happy Thanksgiving to ya’ll. From my dressing to yours!
I can see Grandma now, with that grin, then the giggle, then the eyes cutting around, and the laughing belly! Happy Thanksgiving Kristi! Have fun at Serenity! Love ya!
I’m so sorry to laugh, but I can’t help it! Seeing as how I’ve so been there! Years ago, I made a huge birthday dinner for Tater Daddy and his whole family, complete with a Strawberry Cake. I turned my back and Zeus seized the opportunity. That cake was GONE! I had to send Tater Daddy to Baskin Robbins for an ice cream cake.
Gobble, gobble!
This post was priceless, friend!
Oh my goodness… well we know what she’s thankful for!!
*SNORT* Did you actually TELL anyone that Lily nibbled the dressing? (besides us, of course)
I think I would have been tempted to just cut that tongue-y bit out and toss something decorative over the hole or something.
I was always told that you’re not really grown-up until you can stick something down your cleavage… and it stays put. Unfortunately, I’ll never be a grownup, I’m afraid…
LOVE IT! Once Miller stole a whole raw pork tenderloin off the counter. When Grady caught him and started yelling, Miller looked up and took one more bite (’cause it was worth it) before he ran.
I can report that Kristi is, indeed, all grown up now. The dressing that DID make it to the family table was a huge success. The story was priceless, but somehow I’m not at all surprised. When a family member suggested it would have been ok if she had brought the Lily-tasted batch, I had to smile to myself…….I know where that Lily tongue has been!!!!!
Kristi’s sister had a dog who once helped himself to the beignets we had so lovingly prepared – powdered sugar was everywhere!
You gotta love those grand dogs!
Mom