16 pounds of chestnuts for the chestnut soup, pumpkin, cranberries, gingersnaps cuisinarted and ready for the pumpkin cheese cake, foil pans, whisk, wooden spoons, large garbage bags, oven mits, heavy duty Reynolds Wrap and other essentials to prepare our now traditional Thanksgiving Dinner for 50+ of my son Jeremy's rag-tag International Rat Pack friends at University of Edinburgh. Clothes for Scotland in November; underwear, undershirts and socks for Jeremy (Will someone please explain to me how these items need to be replaced since September?!?) Hope I make it through customs.
We're up to four turkeys this year--a progression that started from one Turkey Jeremy's freshman year and has expanded to four this his senior year as word got out and Jeremy's Rugby Team, the Brumsfield Buffalos, joined in. No wonder Tom at First Class Butchers on Clerk Street called me "Darlin'!" when I called to place the order last week. A couple of other kids' families are joining in: The Franks from Nashville, whose son Alex one of Jeremy's roomates; the Lethbridges from Yonkers whose son Aubrey is a childhood friend now at University of Glasgow. Thank goodness! Tom's Turkeys will be cooked in 3 separate ovens in Edinburgh and one in Glasgow, all flocking to my rented (tiny) flat on Borthwick Close near the Royal Mile on Thanksgiving Day.
Desparately trying to concoct a turkey stuffing involving haggis--thinking of a wild rice, died cranberries, haggis combo. Should be a first.