In my defense, I am the one that moved away. My entire family still lives back in my home town so I always drive home for family and holiday dinners. I never offered to host because it made more sense for one family (us) to drive an hour than many families drive our way. Especially at Christmas time when weather is unpredictable.
So, because of the distance and the drive, I was always relegated to bringing the corn or the dinner rolls. No one asks the one who is an hour away to bring the turkey. If weather was ever an issue, at least it was only the corn or rolls that would be missing, not the main dish.
I do remember that my ex-husband and I hosted a dinner once with a turkey. I don’t remember the year, but . . . can you guess? Yup! He made the turkey! In fact, my ex-husband did the majority of the good cooking. But if it came out of a bag, box or can – I was all over it.
Truth be told. I can’t really cook at all. I have a couple of signature dishes that I make really well but I still have to read the recipe even though I’ve made them a million times.
I am fortunate that my boyfriend is not a picky eater. He is a meat and potatoes kind of guy so as long as there is some kind of meat and some kind of potato, he’s happy. I do throw a vegetable in there but it’s not a requirement.
Let’s just say that he is not with me for my cooking skills.
So I wasn’t at all surprised, when I suggested to my boyfriend that we host Thanksgiving this year, that he responded with an equally sincere suggestion:
Maybe we could get it catered
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