The morning of Thanksgiving Day 2013 started calmly and sanely enough with me doing a marathon cooking feat of mashed potatoes and gravy, yam casserole, and a homemade sweet potato pie. You can't believe how everything was in perfect order as we loaded the car and started off to our Thanksgiving dinner. All went so well until at an intersection, now set in infamy for us, Norm had to brake for a red light.
A strange sound came from the back of the car and we thought, "What in the world is that?" Well, THAT was half a crock pot of gravy all over the seats, floor and, magnificently enough, all over my well labored over, first time ever made in my lifetime, sweet potato pie!
Well, what a fine mishap this was!
Strangely enough, the pie survived quite well, as it was covered with saran wrap, and our hostess had made some gravy from the turkey drippings!
What's that play of Shakespeare's All's Well That Ends Well?