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Thanksgiving Leftovers, Reworked.

Gobble Gobble...but not excessively.

We've all been there. We spent Thanksgiving with family and friends, eating to our heart's content, passing out on the couch, happily farting into the cushions, and never regretting a single bite of food...until the next day. You wake up in the morning and you already know you're going to need to wear something with an elastic band. You're already in over your head with your bloated, sodium-filled body, so you may as well just continue eating yourself into the average American's eight to ten pound holiday weight gain. So, to conquer your holiday eating woes, I put together a breakfast, lunch, dinner, and snack plan for enjoying leftovers without worry. Keep in mind that some are added ingredients, so add them to your shopping list prior to heading into the grocery store on Thanksgiving Wednesday so you don't have to double back!

Breakfast:
Whole Wheat Cranberry Pancakes (approx. 6 servings)
- 1 & 1/4 cups Whole Wheat Flour
- 2 tbsp Baking Powder
- 1 Egg
- 1 Cup Milk (+ 1/4 more, as needed)
- 1 tbsp Honey or Agave Nectar
- 1/2 Cup Leftover Cranberry Sauce

Directions: Mix the dry ingredients together, then add the wet ingredients. Preheat a skillet to medium heat. Pour in 1/4 cup of pancake mix and flip when bubbles start to form. You can top these with some leftover whipped cream from your pies! A sweet and tangy start to the day that gets rid of the one leftover that usually gets overlooked.

Lunch:
Cajun Turkey Wraps
- Leftover Turkey (dark or light meat)
- Whole Grain or Spinach Tortillas
- 1 tsp Cajun Seasoning
- 1/4 Cup Greek Yogurt
- 1 Handful Raw Spinach (set aside when you're making creamed spinach)
- Sliced Baby Tomatoes
- Leftover Crunchy Fried Onions (from green bean casserole)

Directions: Mix the cajun seasoning and greek yogurt together to make a low calorie spicy mayo. Lay out a tortilla and put all the ingredients on evenly. If you're normally a healthy eater, this shouldn't be too hard to put together, and you probably already have these ingredients in your home.

Dinner:
Crispy Sweet Potato and Turkey Hash (approx. 4 servings)
- 1 Cup Leftover Sweet Potatoes (mashed or minced will do just fine)
- 1/4 Cup Chopped Yellow Onion
- 1/2 Cup Leftover Turkey (dark meat preferred)
- 1/2 Cup Leftover Green Bean Casserole

Directions: Heat a deep skillet to medium-high heat. Brown the chopped onions with a little bit of olive oil until they are crispy and darker in color. They won't turn brown unless the skillet is hot enough. Add in all the other leftovers and stir until the potatoes and green beans start to get crispy and brown. It will look like a giant pile of delicious goodness on a plate and is a great way to mix what works together.

Dessert:
Apple Pie V2.0 (serves only one- everyone else get your own!)
- 1 Slice Leftover Apple Pie, bottom crust removed
- 1/2 Chopped Green Apple
- 1/4 Cup Pecan Halves
- 1 tbsp Agave Nectar or Honey
- 2 Spoonfuls Melted Leftover Vanilla Ice Cream

Directions: Take out a couple spoonfuls of that leftover vanilla ice cream and put it in a small bowl- let melt. This will be your fancy schmancy creme anglaise. Remove the crust from the apple pie- that will eliminate 1/3 of your heavy ingredients! Crunch up the pecan halves and toss them with a little of the honey or agave nectar to sweeten them. Place pecan halves on a plate. Top that with the leftover apple pie, chopped green apple, and melted vanilla ice cream poured on top. You still get all the flavors of apple pie, but with a little more protein and healthy fruit. The bonus? Apples are fiber-rich and will make you feel fuller for longer.

Enjoy, mamas, grandmamas, babymamas, and everyone else! Happy Thanksgiving!

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