The discussion around the supper table last night centered on words. Do two negative words make a positive? What would “failed miserably” really mean? Would it not mean that you were a success? And so the conversation went – as the evaluation of my turkey supper was undertaken.
In the end, the verdict? A very good supper, tasty and well plated. The gravy worked well, as did the turkey, accompanied by green beans and corn, along with a tossed salad. Completed by mint chocolate ice cream.
And then we figured out I had left the stuffing in the oven to warm. So Ted and I both indulged a bit more repast, enjoying the delights of the stuffing all by itself.
A success? Yes. Did I fail miserably? Yes.
How good is that!