I am too stuffed to say anything more than Happy Thanksgiving. My cooking, with the exception of a squash casserole I tried (epic fail), was too good for anyone's own good.
Don't my pecan and buttermilk pies look good? Dad messed up the pumpkin one he made for Mom. He put the wrong kind of milk in it, so without sweetened milk, it was not sweet and the crust didn't cook right. It was raw dough that sat out for 20 hours because the rest of the pie looked done. Thankfully only mom tried it before we dumped it all out. At least his coconut one turned out with good looking meringue that didn't weep.