Dear Aunt Linda,
Thanks for sharing the secret recipe for our thanksgiving dinner. I thought you'd enjoy hearing about how it went over in our family. So here is what happened:
First, I was leaving to go do my Thanksgiving shopping, thinking I could slip out of the house unnoticed, but my loves-to-be-domestic college student insists that she comes with me. When I said no, I got the full pout and argument that she would be such a help to me, and "it will be so much more fun to do it together, Mom" line.
Of course, I am thinking about [the secret recipe ingredients] that were on my list, but I have a hard time saying NO to a pouting Lydia.
At the store, I send her every which way trying to get her to a different part of the store while I hunt for the [secret recipe ingredients]. Having never bought them, I was clueless. I hid them in the cart and then met Lydia at the check out lane. Of course, it was there that she noticed the foreign object as it passed thru the hands of the cashier.
Next, I got home (we ran a few other errands) and Phil greets me at the door. I am pretty exhausted at this point. He joyfully tells me to go take a nap, he would have the kids unpack the groceries. Too tired to remember the contraband in my sacks, I went upstairs.
When I got up, I had a near riot situation. Maggie (the fiery child in the bunch) had seen the [secret recipe ingredients]. No way was she having THAT for Thanksgiving.
"But Maggie, Aunt Linda insists that they are the best!"
"Too bad, Mom, they will ruin Thanksgiving!"
"Mags, trust me on this. They will be great!"
"Not a chance, Mom. It's [the usual] or nothing."
So, I said fine. And I made a 1/2 batch that night for dinner to go with a pork recipe (I will share it with you--I have never tasted shredded pork so good). And guess what??!!! Everyone was floored. They had seconds even.
I had to confess that your secret is out in NJ. I did my best to protect you, but at least they don't know the full recipe. My children are very protective of family recipes, so I think you are safe. They are foodies thru and thru, and spoiled with my homemade food. (I told them you wouldn't give the recipe to Dana until she got married. They said that might just be a good enough reason to get married.)
I am making the [usual food] this year, but NEXT YEAR I will be making your secret recipe!
Much love and thanks,
Polly
Thanks for sharing the secret recipe for our thanksgiving dinner. I thought you'd enjoy hearing about how it went over in our family. So here is what happened:
First, I was leaving to go do my Thanksgiving shopping, thinking I could slip out of the house unnoticed, but my loves-to-be-domestic college student insists that she comes with me. When I said no, I got the full pout and argument that she would be such a help to me, and "it will be so much more fun to do it together, Mom" line.
Of course, I am thinking about [the secret recipe ingredients] that were on my list, but I have a hard time saying NO to a pouting Lydia.
At the store, I send her every which way trying to get her to a different part of the store while I hunt for the [secret recipe ingredients]. Having never bought them, I was clueless. I hid them in the cart and then met Lydia at the check out lane. Of course, it was there that she noticed the foreign object as it passed thru the hands of the cashier.
Next, I got home (we ran a few other errands) and Phil greets me at the door. I am pretty exhausted at this point. He joyfully tells me to go take a nap, he would have the kids unpack the groceries. Too tired to remember the contraband in my sacks, I went upstairs.
When I got up, I had a near riot situation. Maggie (the fiery child in the bunch) had seen the [secret recipe ingredients]. No way was she having THAT for Thanksgiving.
"But Maggie, Aunt Linda insists that they are the best!"
"Too bad, Mom, they will ruin Thanksgiving!"
"Mags, trust me on this. They will be great!"
"Not a chance, Mom. It's [the usual] or nothing."
So, I said fine. And I made a 1/2 batch that night for dinner to go with a pork recipe (I will share it with you--I have never tasted shredded pork so good). And guess what??!!! Everyone was floored. They had seconds even.
I had to confess that your secret is out in NJ. I did my best to protect you, but at least they don't know the full recipe. My children are very protective of family recipes, so I think you are safe. They are foodies thru and thru, and spoiled with my homemade food. (I told them you wouldn't give the recipe to Dana until she got married. They said that might just be a good enough reason to get married.)
I am making the [usual food] this year, but NEXT YEAR I will be making your secret recipe!
Much love and thanks,
Polly
