So you have worked like a beaver, eaten like a pig and are now sick as a dog. Yep, that about sums it up for most of us. What took me eight hours to prepare and one to consume kept me up most of the night. I could feel my poor stomach rumbling and working overtime to get the stuff down the pike. It is now 2:30 the afternoon after, I am still in my nightgown and if someone mentions the word stuffing, I will snap. Food is the last thing on my mind but I know at some point I will be hungry again.
This morning when I opened the refrigerator there were all these nicely stalked Glad containers with the leftover loot. My daughter must have put them together last night while I was catatonic upstairs. If I am brave, perhaps I will have a bit of everything for dinner tonight except for the stuffing and the pie. Those two are the real killers for me. By tomorrow, though, most of us will still have an abundance of turkey, particularly from the parts no one likes. Sandwiches can only go so far.
Here are five recipes from my turkey leftover repertoire and one for the stuffing. You know what to do with the pies.
Photo: Ditte Isaber O Magazine