IalsoneedneedNEEDthesequinoachickencurrybowlstodaybecause,I’mgoingtosayitinthree,two,one:IamgettingtiredofThanksgivingfood.NO!Idon’tmeanit.ButIsortofdodon’thatemedon’thatemedon’thatemeeeee.Iknow,Igetit,alltheRealBloggershavetomakethingsinadvanceofholidaysinordertogiverecipe-searchersenoughtimetofindthembeforethebigday.Yes,okay,patsonthebacksforalltheRealBloggersoftheworld—includingmyself,sortof,becauseIhadarah-rahstartwithafewThanksgivingrecipesthatwereactually“ontime”thisyear.Hey!Party!Butatthispoint,I’veactuallyeatensomanycrockpotsfullofgarlicmashedpotatoesinthelastfewweeksthatImight—might—bereadyforabreak,whichissayingALOTbecausehello:garlicmashedpotatoes.SoeventhoughIcannevergettoomuchofthestuffing-and-mashed-potatoes-and-gravycombo,todayisagooddayforarest.Thismini-breakinvolvesbowlspiledhighwithveggiefreshness,fillingpowerfoodsquinoachicken,andthewarmspicynessofcurry,andyouguys.Iamsothere.Frontrow,edgeofchair,forkinhand,gotime.
