On Scene: Thanksgiving was a success
This is what I did on Thanksgiving and why I have come to love holidays in Steamboat Springs:
9 a.m. Wake up, stumble out into living room.
9:15 a.m. Remember that I agreed to go snowboarding on this morning, despite the fact that it’s raining and there are only two runs open on the mountain.
9:30 a.m. Go to Wal-Mart to buy a roasting pan for my turkey after realizing that I don’t own one. Wal-Mart is closed. Buy a roasting pan at City Market that I eventually will realize is too big to fit in the oven in my apartment.
10 a.m. Stop avoiding the prospect of going snowboarding in the rain, put on ski clothes.
10:30 a.m. Continue stalling. Take a turkey out of the refrigerator, and stuff it with seasoned butter, lemon slices, sage, thyme, rosemary and onions.
10:45 a.m. Finally stop stalling, get in the car and drive to the mountain.
11:15 a.m. Take one run down from the mid-point on Christie Peak Express to see if it’s worth it to go all the way up.
11:30 a.m. Not worth it. Leave the mountain.
12 p.m. Take the second of what will end up being five trips to the grocery store throughout the day.
12:30 p.m. Begin the four-hour process of standing around in ski clothes and chopping things for dinner. Ski goggles make an excellent defense against tears produced by slicing onions.
1 to 4 p.m. Cut and mash sweet potatoes, make a salad, secure extra oven racks to heat up all the casseroles, realize that they do not fit in the oven, secure replacement extra oven racks.
2 p.m. Two turkeys are supposed to go in the oven. The pan purchased earlier in the day barely fits in there by itself.
2:15 p.m. Go to Wal-Mart and buy a smaller roasting pan – the store had opened by this time. Go to City Market again.
3 p.m. Put the turkey in the oven.
4 to 6 p.m. Re-arrange a living room that feels small with three roommates to accommodate 15 dinner guests. Clean everything as much as possible, which is not much.
6:15 p.m. Feel relieved that the replacement oven racks are not too big for the oven. Realize seconds later that they are too small. Wrap the sides of the racks in tin foil to fix this problem.
7 p.m. Start calling people to let them know that dinner will be late.
8 p.m. Dinner.
9 p.m. Food coma.
– Margaret Hair, 4 Points
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It seems like the best celestial events too often happen in the wee hours of the morning, in the cold dead of winter.