Last Turkey Day, I attempted to cook a turkey for my family.
And the result? Well, let's just call it The Great Turkey Fail of 2014.
I'm not a great cook, cooking isn't my passion, and mostly we eat vegetarian.
And somewhere between all of the hype and expectations and shopping and obsessive, multiple readings of instructions from various "fool proof" recipes on the inter web, and questions like "clean the cavity, what does that mean?", "a giblet is what?", and "how many pounds in an ounce again?" ...things went a tiny bit askew.
At that propitious moment of hallelujia, when all other effortlessly talented cooks across the nation were pulling their bird of the oven: golden, gleaming, steaming, perfect... the symbol of motherhood and America and Butterball....
....well, at that same moment I was chucking our simultaneously charred, burnt, raw and frozen bird in the trash.
I cried a little. Then I laughed.
And then I sat down with my family, and we ate pie.
Which is a pretty good thing to do on Thanksgiving.
If you're stressed about today, I invite you to envision me, tossing my Turkey last year.
And just relax.
If you're with family, enjoy them as best you can.
If you're with friends, enjoy them.
If you're by yourself, go out and do something wonderful in nature.
It's just a day. Just 24 hours. Ditch the expectations, and just have fun.
P.S. We're working on releasing all holiday stress in the course Entering Stillness: A Winter's Retreat.
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