Here I sit. Waiting for my dough to rise. It will be a superb breakfast of my legendary cinnamon rolls tomorrow morning. Drinking tea and snacking. I've realized: I'm going to need more sugar cookies. WHY did I only make one batch? How long did I REALLY think they were going to last. I've eaten four myself, waiting for my dough.
I have been a baking machine this week. In preparation for Thanksgiving I made said batch of sugar cookies, chocolate pecan fudge, and two variations of buffalo dip on Monday. Followed by four pies (one pear, two pumpkin, and one pecan), banana bread, and two extra crusts (one is baked, one is not). The pie dough I made from scratch, six pie crusts in all. The pumpkin I cleaned, gutted, baked, pureed and strained myself. The pears are from our aged pear tree; they are too tough to eat as is, but after I washed, peeled and cored them, they were great in the pie! I took five bananas from the freezer and pureed those for the banana bread. And the pecan pie. (The baked pie crust is reserved for a lemon meringue pie this weekend.) All with eggs from our own chickens. We're very farm-friendly people.
Needless to say, once I roll out the dough for my cinnamon rolls, add the sugar, roll them up and cut them, I will be off the hook! Free to enjoy my Thanksgiving. We are grilling our turkey this year. Mostly, because my mom thought a 26lb turkey would be a great idea. That is a lot of turkey. It is possible to fit it in our oven, but why do that when you can fit it in our grill? The men have to play with their toys, too. I will get to eat cinnamon rolls, watch the parade and "It's a Wonderful Life" - afterall, Indiana, PA is the hometown of Jimmy Stewart, it's only natural! Maybe the dog show too, though that always makes me want a dog...
It's time to check my dough. I've worked all day and I'm quite sleepy. I'm crossing my fingers it's good to go...
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