It was just F, Sprocket and I for Thanksgiving this year. I decided to cook a chicken rather than a turkey because it was a lot more manageable and I wasn’t really sure how fast we could go through leftovers.
I cooked up dinner rolls, the chicken, stuffing, yams, and mashed potatoes with gravy. I bought the fixings for salad but it didn’t make it to the table. We (well, just myself) sipped on Camel Road pinot noir and enjoyed our meal that was capped off by pumpkin pie with fresh whipped cream.