I woke up this morning at 715 to start cooking the food. I had the turkey prepped the following night but cooked it in the morning. I made all the fixings too. The turkey was done at 12 and the family and I sat down at the table and ate at 1230. The turkey melted in my mouth. The potatos were creamy. I was very pleased and ate just one plate knowing later that I would eat more for dinner.
The phone rang at 430. It was Pedro. He wanted us to come to his house for dinner with him. I was still full from lunch so I mostly enjoyed the company. We ate these delicious tostadas de tinga. We got home around 930 after driving by Best Buy to laugh at people waiting in the snow. Its a tradition.
I will tell you this was a simple thanksgiving but I feel so fortunate. My life is great. It felt pretty darn good to hear Big Ro tell his mom that his gavacha could cook. He told her he made a right choice. I can cook mexican or american. I can throw down. I love my life. I would not change it.
Thursday, November 27, 2008
I am like the turkey! I am stuffed!
Thoughts by Susan Lechuga at 11:32 PM
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Oh man we love Tinga!!! Armando our brothr in law on jeremys side makes it for us all the time! We request it for family gatherings but he has been in mexico for the last 4 months awaiting his visa plee appointment in Dec so we havent had it for a while, maybe when he gets back! Glad you had a good thanksgiving!
Very sweet, though I never like being called gavacha myself. I don't even know why. But it seems very sweet how he said it.
Great job! Happy t-day!
-h
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