Mmm, leftovers!

Dwight was kind enough to invite us over for Thanks- giving dinner -- delicious, and with a charming couple from Atlanta in the mix -- but I still needed to calm my turkey-cooking jones.

So as soon as we got home, I started roasting up a breast, made dressing (cornbread, with a sighing nod to Robert, though I still laced it with sausage, apples, celery and onion), gravy, mashed sweets and the other usual suspects for us to have Friday. . . .

Which of course left us with leftovers, some of which became the basis for turkey potpie today, bound together with an herb-scented sauce soubise -- a béchamel that has been thorougly onionated.

And it tasted and smelled even better than it looked.