Thanksgiving Trial Run

Last night I was very motivated to cook a good dinner. Chad & I were having the most fun day chatting online with each other & I really wanted to impress him with some good food. Which could be a whole sappy post on its own, because we've been married for over 6 yrs, people. I'm so blessed to be so in love with my hubby! And since he's been on this diet I have bought a few of our non-favorite dishes to prepare for him. Last night was turkey--very high in protein--good for both of us, actually. But I don't really like turkey. I mean, I've only fixed it as a meat-dish (not ground up in something) a couple of times and it's tolerable but not my first choice, kwim?

This is totally off the subject but I have to mention that this diet HAS really stretched my cooking portfolio. Most of the time I can figure things out fairly proficiently. But the other day I made shrimp in pasta & never took the shells off. That was a lovely meal to try to eat.

So to go with the turkey, I decided I would make dressing. I googled all of these recipes. I made strawberry balsamic vinegarette dressing to pour over the turkey, which was divine, by the way. I made green beans, ambrosia, & roasted potatoes. I am very proud of myself :)

The only problem was, the Italian sausage really indulged the rest of the house in its aroma. So much so that last night around 3 a.m. I could NOT sleep because it smelled like raw meat to me. I laid there & tried to go back to sleep. I was having BAD DREAMS over this meat smell. I began to wonder if it were the house or my breath, my clothes, etc. So I finally got up & used lysol & febreeze all over the house to knock the smell. This appeased my senses enough to let me go back to sleep but just barely. I don't know if I can do it ever again. I think I'll be looking for more of a "country" dressing dish rather than an "Italian" spice dish. But once for last night was a really great accomplishment.