Food on the Road: Thanksgiving in Omaha and a Dog Rodeo
Can I get a “gobble gobble” from all 12 blog readers out there? Hope you had a kick-ass holiday.
We spent Thanksgiving in Omaha with my dad, step-mom and her extended family. For the fourth year in a row, I was asked to create some vegetable art. I delivered.
I ate nearly half of that turkey in an effort to avoid all of the dishes involving melted cheese and carbs nearby. I fared well for The Meal itself, too.
But then there was this.
That’s not to say I was dormant. My brother and his family also were there. If you don’t know my family, that means there were FOUR semi-large-to-large dogs in one house. It was a total dog rodeo. Wrangling pups is exhausting.
Sarge and I were also able to burn off energy with a two-mile run Thanksgiving morning. It was the first time I ran with him on a leash, and he did fantastic. I was able to catch up on the Art of Wrestling and he was able to sniff and pee on everything along our route. Dog paradise. We’ll be doing that more often when the sun sets after 4:45 p.m.
So, I indulged but stayed within or close to my limits. I also did fend off some critical comments about dieting and refused to take home leftovers 900+ times, but that’s to be expected.
Thanksgiving down. Five weeks to go.