No seriously, I do!  This is what I was told, no lying!  So, what does a girl do that is told, “Your Lemon Meringue Pie is the best I’ve ever had and looks the prettiest I have ever seen.  One with perfect peaks, browned just right”?  She never makes one ever again.

As all of you know, next Thursday is Thanksgiving.  Can you believe it?  That bad boy just came up on us really quick.

While doing all the planning for the day, as I always do the cooking for my family pretty much since 1986, hubster and I began talking dessert.  If it were up to me, it just wouldn’t happen, I could care less about dessert.  For hubby, there would be an issue with no dessert for Thanksgiving.  With our three parents in the nursing home, and all three deciding not to wear their false teeth, meal planning to take to the nursing home each holiday presents itself with problems.  The dessert is a big problem.  There are only six of us, so making a pie to suit everyone’s needs would mean making five different pies.  The daughter passes on any pie, so I wouldn’t need to make one for her.  My Mom and I like pumpkin and only my Father-in-Law might eat it.  Hubby will usually eat anything sweet – but draws the line at the pumpkin.  I even try to shame him into eating it saying “but it’s a vegetable, and it’s good for you”.  No such luck.  Then there’s my Mother-in-Law who reminds us all that she has to watch her “SHUga” (insert German accent here), because she’s diabetic.  While she’s watching her “SHUga”, she will eat any and all sweets that come into the room.  Though she will always make comments on how she doesn’t like that kind of pie, cake, etc.  Once everyone else is eating it, she’ll have her piece and often reach over and eat my Father-in-Law’s as well.  She’s such a sweet one (insert sarcasm here).

We have our menu down and we are back to the dessert issue.  We are discussing whether we should buy cheesecake slices (not Thanksgiving-y too me, but 6 choices of flavors per tray), or I should bake an apple crisp, or oh yum – a Pecan Pie.  We both say, “Yes.”  Then we realize – wait, they don’t wear their teeth, they can’t eat the nuts!  But—handy that I am—I decide that I could grind those suckers and it would make do!  Then the choco-holic hubby comes to my mind and I remember that I have somewhere in the archives a recipe for Chocolate Pecan Pie.  I say that out loud and a smile goes over his face.  Now we are talking!

Then it happens….he brings up the Best Lemon Meringue Pie.  “Why won’t you ever make me another Lemon Meringue Pie?”  I have to tell you, this had to have been some fantastic pie.  Can you guess when I made it?  Would it have been while I was going through cooking school as I got my diploma?  Nope.  Are you ready for this?  It was October 1982.  Yep, you read that right!  It was 1982 folks.  And the man still pines for that Best Ever Lemon Meringue Pie!  Here’s a photo of this masterpiece.  (Yes, he was so excited about it he took a photo and we STILL have it after all these years!   And yes, I was that small.  Once.)

So folks, I’m asking you these questions today.  What is YOUR favorite Thanksgiving dessert?  What is your family’s traditional dessert?  These are not always the same!!  Please comment below, I’d really love to hear what your plans are for dessert!

And if you think I’m digging for ideas for dessert next Thursday and the recipes….you would be absolutely correct!

…and that’s all I have to say about that!

Tammy

Greetings!  I am traveling through Cyberspace again today!  I had the honor of being “interviewed” by a fellow She Speaks Graduate recently.  It was fun and made me think hard!  You can find my interview over at Lynnette’s place!  While you are there, please check out the rest of her blog.  I’m sure you will enjoy her writing.

Wait, wait…..

Before you go over there, I have a little something for you today that will make you giggle!  AND it will all be at my expense!  Usually, I’m sharing about the hubster’s antics (oh, but he’s just such good fodder!), however, today I’m telling on moi!

The other day, I was at the Apple Store having one of my “OnetoOne” Sessions.  I’ve done a few, know the drill to get in and set up, so I was setting up my laptop and getting ready for my session.  The store was packed as usual and there was a lot going on all around me.  A large man had sat down at the projects table just as I was setting up and well, let’s just say he was making a great effort at taking up a large amount of space while huffing and letting everyone know he was tired of waiting.

I was having a time trying to kindly set up my stuff for my scheduled session working around him.  I was trying to be courteous, though he was going to have no part of moving from this table with a sign on it stating it’s for Projects.  He kept looking over his shoulder and glaring at me as if “I” were the one in the way.  Oh, did I ever want to pull an only child on him!  BUT – that still small voice in my conscience kept reminding me–“It’s not ALL about you, dear child.”  Oh yeah?

I kept looking over at the Apple Trainer working with the other lady and then looking at him hoping she would politely, but with Apple Authority,  ask him to move over so that the person who had a scheduled class could set up and plug in her laptop.

No chance.  She just smiled back at me.

Frustrated, I kept thinking….I need attention here.  I need someone to help me, because I’m not sure I will be kind to this man, who by the way, has now decided to lean his chin on his hand and lean backwards onto me taking up yet more room.

So, I did want anyone wanting attention would do.  I got it!

Yet…NOT ON PURPOSE!!!!!

With my little “issue” (or rather large) now leaning into me and my A.D.D. taking over with all of the commotion in the store, I not so gently reached passed the man and took the power cord out of the store laptop to hook into mine for the my hour long class.

One problem.

It wasn’t the power cord.

Oh yeah – I set off the store security that just about made me pee my pants!  In my A.D.D. moment, I pulled on the USB cord placed right next to the power cord.  Why did they have to put it in that hole, couldn’t they have used the one two away from the power cord hole?  Crazy idea!

So, I did want any intelligent person would do who set off a security alarm.  I pointed to the man’s back next to me!  HA!  That’ll teach you to sit with your back up against me!

Oh – and NOW the Apple Trainer four steps away from me gave me some attention!  And so did three other Apple Employees as they all crawled under the table to get the alarm to stop screaming and re-set it  for the next bozo!

So – kids, the moral of this little story.  If you’re starved for some attention, why not trot over to the Apple store and pull out one of the security USB cords that don’t say “security” on them!  You may get a little more attention than you wanted – but hey, attention is attention, right?

…and that’s all I have to say about that!

I’d love to hear about a crazy thing you’ve done that brought you some attention, even though that was not your intention!  Share a comment below – and let us share a laugh with you.

Remember, you can always reach me here in the Comment Section or by e-mail:  t.karasek@yahoo.com

Have a “Tickled Pink” day!

Tammy