I survived Thanksgiving!
I survived Thanksgiving without the bad gut consequences! In fact, I actually lost a tiny bit!
The celebration reflected the true meaning of the holiday. We all shared what we were thankful for, and everyone contributed to the delicious food. The conversation was lively, full of laughter and tears, and heartfelt love for each other.
This morning, I awoke with a sense of peace, happiness, and contentment I haven’t felt before. I’m so glad we shared the holiday this way. I feel truly blessed to have found such wonderful friends in our neighbors next door.
My contribution to the Thanksgiving dinner was a large vegie tray appetizer that included a homemade dip I could eat, and a green salad with homemade balsamic vinaigrette dressing.
My husband helped with the vegie slicing while I made the Plant Paradox-compliant dip. I did a combination of a salsa verde with cilantro and parsley and a cauliflower hummus. I augmented it with Konriko Greek seasoning, several cloves of Italian pickled garlic, several teaspoons of the garlic pickling liquid (just vinegar and spices, no sugar), and most of an avocado.
hank goodness for that, because the combination took us about three hours to complete. During the prep time, he called various family and friends to wish them Happy Thanksgiving and get a bit caught up. It was a great way to share time together with each other and close family and friends.
Other appetizers included food I couldn’t eat, but someone brought Brie and marinated olives and mushrooms, and sliced Manchego cheese. I mainly filled up on the vegies and dip before the main meal.
For my meal, I filled half my plate with salad, then a slice plus of breast meat turkey, a couple of sweet potato pieces cooked with cranberries and a brown sugar sauce, a small amount of mashed potatoes, and a small amount of the stuffing. I avoided the green bean casserole and corn dish. That filled me up. I did enjoy more than allowed of both bourbon on ice before the main meal, and red and white wine with dinner.
Then we traipsed next door to the neighbor’s home to see what they had done to their backyard and I spent a bit of time with the wife in her little art studio. She’s an amazing artist and has such a creative eclectic eye for decorating that is so cozy and welcoming.
We returned to the host and hostess’s home for pie and more conversation, and I couldn’t resist a slice of pecan pie. Yes, it had a wheat crust and was made with sugar, but pecans are allowed, and I figured it was better than pumpkin or apple pie.