
When we quit driving truck, my husband decided (with my full concurrence) that eating out was a good thing. I did not have to cook all day and no one had to do the dishes. We usually went to a cafeteria style restaurant and that way EVERYONE got what they wanted.
Fast forward to this year.
There was a news story that the average Thanksgiving dinner for 10, cooked at home, this year, cost an average of $42.76
Now, we are not poor. We are currently, however, a little cash impaired. To go out entails driving 50 miles, plus or minus, and then paying for the 4 of us. The weatherman was predicting snow and bitter cold.
We (that would be the royal we) started thinking.
DO NOT EVER DO THIS!
The menu: Butterball turkey breast (we only like white meat)
Mashed potatoes (this recipe from Ree)
Green bean casserole
Dressing
Turkey gravy (bottled, of course)
Cranberry sauce
Baby Gherkins
Black Olives
Celery stuffed with cheese(s)
Pie(s) (Pumpkin, Pecan, and Cherry)
Cool Whip
Clementines



We had a wonderful day. We spent most of the day in our pajamas. Lil man learned how to spread cheese in celery sticks.



Zip.
Grocery bill?
WAY MORE THAN $42.76 and there were not 10 of us.
Will I do it again next year? I’m pretty sure I heard lil man utter the word “tradition”. I am doomed.
Or blessed!