Similarly, my mom always froze the Christmas turkey corpse for making turkey gumbo in New Years' Day. Not exactly an item that New Orleans is famous for, but mmm mmmm GOOD!
She had a stroke back in late July, is still recuperating (she goes home in a week or two, hopefully) & will probably never cook again. It's a loss for all of us in a lot of ways, but we had Thanksgiving today at the Luby's Cafeteria (home of the LuAnn Platter, and yes, that is for what the character of King Of The Hill was named) in Longview. The food was actually pretty damn good, not homemade, but still far above and beyond "typical cafeteria fare" (if you're from East Texas - and who here isn't - you'll know what I mean), and Mom ate more there today than she ever did when she made it all herself. She put it away! In spite of all the other realities at play, it did me good to see her be able to enjoy somebody else's Thanksgiving work for the first time since...I don't know when... I'll be 54 in a few weeks & I don't know that I've ever seen her not fix Thanksgiving dinner.
If/when she gets up to making the trip into the DFW area, and if/when my sister & brother-in-law can get into making the drive & bringing her along, LTB is more than ready, willing, and able to step up and hit the home runs. Until then, all of you who have the ongoing holiday dinner traditions firmly ensconced, treasure them, because like everything else in life, they won't last forever.