I'm exhausted. And Thanksgiving is still 3 days away.
Well, I can't really blame Marie Callendar, it's not their fault I walked the length of the grocery store 5 times looking for the stupid corn bread mix. Only 2 of those trips were by myself. The next was taken in the company of a store employee who swore to me they had some. 1 1/2 circuits later, she finally stopped to ask somebody else, and the 3 of us took another turn and a half around the store, enlisting the help of yet another store employee on the way. We finally found it. Not exactly hidden, just packaged differently (no more big round container!), and on a different shelf. Boy I hate it when they change things. Oy, my aching feet.
Recipes coming tomorrow. I'm trying out this really interesting recipe for pumpkin custard. They're baking at this very mo. I just need to stay awake long enough to take them out of the oven.
The really big conundrum of the evening ... where am I going to put these custards? Assuming they're fit to eat, of course, I'll post the recipe and pics tomorrow. But they need to be chilled, and there's not one spare inch of space in my fridge. Hmm, might have to co-opt the hubs' beer fridge. Would he complain about having warm beer when game time comes? Is that grounds for divorce?
Oh, before I forget, the theme for this week's Carnival of the Recipes is "What to Do With Thanksgiving Leftovers". Perfect!