The post-Thanksgiving week. The week where the fridge is full of leftovers and the heart is full of gratitude and the body is full of approximately seven pounds of cornbread dressing. I've been eating turkey sandwiches for four days. I regret nothing.
Kevin and Crystal went back to Fort Campbell. Before he left, Kevin pulled me aside on Mama's porch and said, "I think she's the one." He said it quietly, like he was afraid saying it loud would jinx it. I said, "She brought a homemade pecan pie to Mama's house. She's the one." He laughed. Kevin's laugh is rare and precious, like a solar eclipse that only happens when something genuinely good is happening in his life. Crystal is something genuinely good.
Amber texted me from Chattanooga: "Darren asked about rings." She sent this with no context, no explanation, just six words and a string of exclamation marks. I called her immediately. She's giddy. He hasn't proposed yet but he's been browsing jewelry websites on his phone and forgetting to close the tabs, which is either the worst or the best way to not-surprise someone. I told her I'm happy for her. I am. I'm also — and I'm getting better at admitting this without guilt — a little wistful. Wistful, not jealous. The difference is: jealousy wants what someone else has. Wistful just wonders when it'll be your turn. My turn will come. Or it won't. Either way, my dressing was Earline's, and that's enough for now.
Chloe brought home a worksheet from pre-K: "What are you thankful for?" Her answers: "Mama, Jayden, Nana (that's Lorraine), mac and cheese, my friend Lily, the color purple, and my bed." The color purple. She's thankful for a color. The purity of that gratitude — being thankful for the existence of purple — wrecked me. I want to be four again. I want to be thankful for purple and mac and cheese and nothing else.
Finals are in two weeks. The semester is almost over. I've maintained a 94 average across all my courses. Tanisha and I have our study marathon planned — every Saturday until finals, at the library, with coffee and flashcards and the specific intensity of two women who are not going to fail this. We are not. We refuse. Failure is not on the syllabus.
I made leftover turkey pot pie — all the Thanksgiving turkey, diced, mixed with leftover gravy and whatever vegetables survived, poured into a pie crust, baked until golden. It's Thanksgiving 2.0. The remix. The sequel nobody asked for but everyone needed. Chloe said, "Is this Thanksgiving again?" Yes, baby. Every meal this week is Thanksgiving again. That's the beauty of leftovers. They let you relive the best day of the year, one reheated bite at a time.
There’s something about a week that leaves you missing the simplest version of yourself — four years old, grateful for purple, unbothered — that makes you want to cook something that feels like a hug. Thanksgiving leftovers sitting in the fridge, finals looming, Chloe asking big questions I don’t have answers to: pot pie was the only logical response. It’s warm and golden and it tastes like the best day of the year, and sometimes that’s exactly enough. Here’s how I made it.
Leftover Turkey Pot Pie
Prep Time: 15 minutes | Cook Time: 40 minutes | Total Time: 55 minutes | Servings: 6
Ingredients
- 2 1/2 cups cooked turkey, diced or shredded
- 1 1/2 cups leftover turkey gravy (or store-bought turkey gravy)
- 1 cup frozen peas
- 1 cup diced carrots (cooked or leftover roasted)
- 3/4 cup diced celery
- 1/2 cup diced yellow onion
- 1 tablespoon unsalted butter
- 1/2 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/2 teaspoon dried thyme
- Salt and black pepper to taste
- 1 package refrigerated pie crusts (2 crusts), or homemade double-crust pastry
- 1 egg, beaten (for egg wash)
Instructions
- Preheat the oven. Heat your oven to 400°F. Lightly grease a 9-inch deep-dish pie plate and set aside.
- Sauté the aromatics. In a medium skillet over medium heat, melt the butter. Add the onion and celery and cook for 4–5 minutes, stirring occasionally, until softened and translucent.
- Build the filling. Add the diced turkey, carrots, peas, garlic powder, and thyme to the skillet. Pour in the gravy and stir everything together. Season with salt and pepper. Simmer for 3–4 minutes until the mixture is hot and well combined, then remove from heat.
- Line the pie plate. Press one pie crust into the bottom and up the sides of the prepared pie plate, gently fitting it without stretching. Trim any excess that hangs over the edge.
- Fill and top. Spoon the turkey filling evenly into the crust. Lay the second pie crust over the top. Fold the edges of the top and bottom crusts together and crimp to seal. Cut 4–5 small slits in the top crust to allow steam to escape.
- Apply the egg wash. Brush the top crust evenly with the beaten egg. This gives the crust its golden, bakery-style finish.
- Bake. Place the pie on a baking sheet (to catch any drips) and bake for 35–40 minutes, until the crust is deep golden brown and the filling is bubbling through the vents. If the crust edges brown too quickly, tent them loosely with foil after 20 minutes.
- Rest and serve. Let the pot pie rest for 10 minutes before slicing. This helps the filling set so it doesn’t spill when you cut into it.
Nutrition (per serving)
Calories: 420 | Protein: 24g | Fat: 19g | Carbs: 38g | Fiber: 3g | Sodium: 610mg