I'm not cooking this year, just going to a friend's house. I'll be taking butterhorn rolls.

On the years I do cook, the menu is very specific - I am NOT allowed to get creative. My family has decreed that there be:

Turkey with a chorizo/veggie corn bread stuffing - I make the bread a few days before, it's a raised bread with a lot of corn meal and whole corn in it.

Mashed 'taters and gravy. It is almost impossible to make enough.

Cranberry Chop-Chop Good Stuff - that is, cranberries chopped with jalepenos, red onion and lime juice. Sounds like it should be awful, but we eat it plain by the spoonful.

Brussels sprouts with mustard lemon sauce

Butterhorns - complete with a call to my brother bragging about how my butterhorns are better than his. (They are)

Cranberry pound cake. I think it weighs in at 1,000 calories a crumb, but it is so worth it.

Wine. In the cook. In the stuffing. In the gravy. In the icing on the cake. In glasses on the table. (Oops, I think I spilled some. That's OK, have another glass.)

That's what I have no choice but to serve. Guests are free to bring any dishes that make them happy.