I was able to score a few smoked turkeys at a fundraiser on Saturday. This morning I was able to check Milady out of the hospital, and we decided that we wanted a gumbo. I sauteed some onion, green pepper and celery, then took the legs, thighs and wings off one of the turkeys, peeled the meat off the bone, added some chicken stock, sausage and roux. It's bubbling gently on the stove right now.
In another hour or so, I'll make a pot of rice.
The grandkids are making happy noise in the toy room. Milady is asleep in her own bed, and the sons and I are watching TV.
If I were any happier right now, I don't know if I could stand it.
1 comment:
Norman Rockwell, call your office.
Post a Comment