The day has come and gone. Your bellies are full. Your kitchen is a wreck. And you have approximately five pounds of turkey, three half eaten pies and copious amounts of green bean casserole left over, all of it just staring at you from within the confines of your fridge, begging to not be wasted. You could of course get ambitious and break out a turkey pot pie with crust made from scratch or whip together a mashed potato croquette chocked full of freshly shredded cheese and other goodies, but i, like so many other people, spend days slaving over the stove, and would prefer to not make another giant mess in my kitchen for at least five days after turkey day.
