Flexibility. It’s something my hamstrings and brain are working on. Thanksgiving day proved to be another day where I explored both forms.
Cousin Katie and I started our Turkey day with several twists, forward folds, and chaturangas at Mighty Yoga. The class was a donation based class where all the proceeds went to the local Loaves and Fishes. It was great to get our bodies moving for the feast we had planned later that day. Once we arrived back at the house, we started chopping, peeling, and dicing for the side dishes to pair with Rob’s Butterball Turkey.
Around 1pm, when checking/basting the turkey, we noticed it wasn’t very hot. After fussing with the oven (which is only 5 years old) we determined it wasn’t working. Rob immediately got on the phone with our landlord while I took a moment to take a breath wondering how we were going to finish cooking everything we had planned on the menu. Rob came back in, told me we can use the neighbors oven. He took the turkey over, created a nice list explaining the oven timing for the turkey/stuffing/rolls/acorn squash/etc. GOOOOO ROB! He also made a nice nest in the backseat of the car for all things to lay on so they wouldn’t tip or burn the seats. After several trips back and forth with new items to be cooked Rob, saved the day.
That’s the thing with being flexible. We were unable to cook a majority of the yumminess in our own oven, but everything turned out to be just fine. I have been known to over react or break down in situations like this, so I just took a step back and decided to make the best of it! We had family with us, a warm house, and were making fun memories…who cares about where we cooked the turkey.
It was a yummy, fun, and memorable first time hosting Thanksgiving! Don’t you like Rob’s turkey hat?