No turkey for us... all for Daulton

Thanksgiving has become an odd holiday for me. When I become persona non grata with my sister, my parents decided not to go to her house for Thanksgiving. But, I insisted it was ridiculous for my mother to make a large meal for three people; it's too much work for her, none of us like turkey that much. So I treated them to one of the few restaurants open in south NJ. When my dad became ill and could not eat out, I began "take out"--picking up the food at that same restaurant (La Campagne). It's expensive and juggling lots of bags is never easy but it's less work and stress on them.

This year I am picking up dinner from a different place. Little Tuna in nearby Haddonfield.
It's a seafood restaurant, obviously. I have ordered enough food for two nights since Little Tuna is closed tomorrow:

For tonight:

-BBQ bacon wrapped jumbo shrimp served over a bed of sauteed spinach
-Bleu steak & bacon bites broiled and served with creamy horseradish sauce
-Chicken pot stickers tossed in a sweet chili and garlic sauce
-Creole crab minis in a pool of creole lobster bisque
-Lobster bisque soup

Reheated for tomorrow:

-8 oz. center cut filet mignon
-Flounder stuffed with lump crabmeat
-Jumbo lobster ravioli & sea scallops in a sun-dried tomato garlic white wine sauce

Hopefully Mom and Dad will enjoy the meals. For dessert I bought a fruit tart and a pumpkin carmel cheesecake (I miss chocolate, sigh).

I worry about future Thanksgivings. Eventually, it will just be Mom and me. And then, one dark year, just me. Not even Daulton. Just me.