Thanksgiving is over, the excitement is dwindling down, and our tummies are slowly returning to normal size. The holiday may be done, but when I open the fridge, there it is staring at me: the turkey. Don’t get me wrong, I love Thanksgiving food. I love a good repeat meal of stuffing and mashed potatoes, but there is only so much I can take. Leftovers in our family is a growing art. I’ve seen mighty creative sandwiches and some darn…
