Thanksgiving Eagle

Thanksgiving was a great day at the Lee house. I started cooking at about 8am, which means that I was two hours behind schedule!!!! I had planned it out so I could go to the gym while the turkey was in the oven and still have dinner on the table at one. That didn't happen. The Lee side came over and Christy was here as well. All in all we had about nine people plus us. Everyone ate and a good time was had by all. One problem, I forgot to take any pictures of my feast before it was devoured. I believe Christy did so I will try and get them from her. You'll have to trust me that it was pretty and YUMMY!

The one picture I did take is a good one. The day before Thanksgiving while I was at the gym Malcolm made Swedish pancakes a.k.a. crepes. These are a big deal in our house. Because everyone loves them I make a double recipe and end up standing at the griddle forever. I usually make them all first and throw them in a warm oven until we can all eat together otherwise I can't keep up. Then I got smart and showed Malcolm, who is the main lover and requester of Swedish pancakes, where the recipe was in the Joy of Cooking and taught him how to make them! This was one of the better ideas I've had as a mother, ya know the whole "teach them to fish" thing. Malcolm does a great job...now only if I could get him to remember to clean up. His Answer to that is "Well, I cooked. Someone else has to clean up." I wonder why that doesn't work as well for me?

Anyway, when I got home from the gym the evidence implied chef Malcolm had been busy. My son is an artist in many mediums, usually on paper, this day it was on a griddle.

He was so excited, "Mom, I made you a Thanksgiving pancake, check this out, it's a turkey."
Sure enough he had waited to eat his prize turkey until I came home to see it. Notice the well placed syrup eye.

I told him I thought it looked more like an eagle, he said, "No Mom it's a turkey trying to get away so it can't be plucked!"

He said he made it for me , but as you can see in the picture is in sitting on his well used plate waiting for him to eat. I think he was counting on me saying no thanks due to just coming from the gym. Two seconds later the turkey pancake was gone, I barely had time to snap a picture before Malcolm ate his favorite version of a Thanksgiving turkey.