I had only the stew. Overcooked or not, I loved it. And a few glasses of wine. The store bought rolls could not have been too bad. There were none left when I went looking. Who made the wonderful potato dish? Joe was attempting to eat it all himself. I guess he liked it too. I resisted the turkey knowing I would be eating it for another week and a half. Anybody else having a hard time settling in? I can barely sit still at work. And now I am at the computer at home. Maybe a little bourbon and an LP newly arrived from Ebay will help. Sigh!