SIGH!
I had a friend visitng from NYC for Thanksgiving and made the mistake of inviting Captain Morse for Thanksgiving dinner. He of course brought Seamus who used to be my friend.

I cooked a Sullivan traditional turkey dinner which meant a turkey stuffed with sage dressing and all the trimmings including creamed onions.

Unfortunately, I had never cooked on an electric stove in my life and my new home had electric. All went well until the creamed onion sauce congealed into a glutenous mass (heat was too high) and I took the turkey (perfect) out of the oven and both men asked "Where is the stuffing?" Seems their Moms made it separate and dry and crispy in a bowl. Just about then the onions landed on the floor and my former friend Seamus made a dive for them. He sniffed and jumped back as fast as he could. I didn't cry. They didn't like giblet gravy or jellied cranberry sauce. I had lots of leftovers - mainly about 20 lbs of Nana Sullivan's famous stuffing.

Kendall just can't let it go. So for him, there will be creamed onions on Saturday and I will force feed them to him probably with Jacqui's consent and help.