Turkey in your Face

All I want for Christmas is a real turkey dinner that’s fresh with all the trimmings. But that’s hard to find nowadays. Last year we went to my Sister-In-Laws and there were fourteen of us all in one room. She’d cooked the meal the night before and her plan was to let everyone help themselves then your dinner would be warmed up in the microwave once one became available. We didn’t quite get why every other family was bringing a microwave into the kitchen until it was dinner time, and it didn’t quite feel the same. We ate some of the leftovers the day after, but I think some of the food wasn’t stored properly and I was unwell the following day. This year looks to be the same way only with the addition of two little ones. It’s going to be crawling with kids crying and running around demanding attention with lots of chaos and very little room for sitting and relaxing.