Nun gets better at this Thanksgiving thing.

Made by yours truly for a party of four:

• turkey - I did not drink too much this year, so I remembered to use my phone as a timer and baste the bird. It turned out pretty well. Mental note: my oven is small and made in the '50s, so it seems to run a little hot. The top browned faster and deeper than expected. I added parsnips to the roasted veggies on a whim, and they were a hit.
• gravy - I didn't forget this year! It could have used some more reduction, but it didn't suck.
• cornbread stuffing - I used Mom's cornbread recipe, natch. I nommed a few bites that I didn't put in the stuffing and oh. Em. Gee. I doubt many people are as into it as I am, but that's some mighty fine cornbread. I used the recipe in Mark Bittman's How to Cook Everything for the stuffing, and it was pretty good except for two things: too much butter, if you can believe it, and one of my guests is allergic to walnuts. Arg! Punchline: we - OK, I - almost forgot to eat it. We ran out of room on the table and I was crazy hungry when we sat down.
• cranberry sauce - Yeah, it's only three ingredients, but it turned out really well. The secret is to cook the little bastards enough that it gels when cooled.

Apparently the wine I picked out was pretty good. (J has higher standards for that than I do.) I'm glad I didn't economize there.

There were only four of us this year instead of the six last year. I have decidedly mixed feelings about that. Six is a tight fit in my place, but you know I love to social.

I went to bed uncomfortably full. I woke up uncomfortably full. Madness. Tasty, tasty madness.