Obviously, breakfast on Friday was pumpin pie, and then for lunch we had leftovers. Growing up, I loved leftovers on the Friday after Thanksgiving. Everyone loves the first round of leftovers.

Its when day 4 of leftovers comes around that its not as exciting. The turkey is dry. The rolls are rather stale. Someone ate all the marshmallows off of the sweet potato casserole. And I wouldn't touch the green bean casserole with a ten foot pole, no matter how fresh they were.