My Father: The King of Dehydration

I just received a box from home, and walked to the post office to pick it up with another American. We discussed the Thanksgiving style items we're bringing to dinner on Friday (there's a group dinner happening Friday anyway, and no one will care that 'Thanksgiving' is a day late). I get home and pop open the box and find a dehydrated Thanksgiving dinner, courtesy of my father. Each bag comes with instructions as well, which is good because other than the mashed potatoes and maybe the turkey with gravy, everything would end up either watery or crunchy. (I know this too be true because it's happened the last several days with some instant mac 'n' cheese and oatmeal.)

A) Turkey with gravy
B) Butter & Herb Mashed Potatoes
C) Green Bean Casserole
D) Sweet Potato Souffle
E) Cranberry Sauce
F) Cornbread stuffing with sausage

(The box also contained a bag of chocolate covered coconut almonds [AKA "crack"] that broke open during shipping so... those are in my stomach already. As well as a tray of marshmallow cookies (from my Gramma) that I will definitely be eating during my Skype call home tomorrow. If I wasn't spoiled enough, the box also contained Season 1 of Babylon 5,  so if you need me, don't.)

Now, there's probably not enough to feed the roughly 10 people we have at our dinner parties, but I will certainly be bringing some American classic Thanksgiving tasters to dinner, hopefully alongside some home made egg nog, if that experiment goes well.

Stay tuned for my epic Thanksgiving picture!