It's the goofy things that make holiday memories, the "norm" just kind of blends together. I'm writing this the day before the holiday because I'm afraid that I will be just to darn busy tomorrow! For 43 years I have somehow avoided cooking an entire Thanksgiving dinner, but this year I did not escape. I've watched enough turkey roasting to know what's what, and it isn't like I haven't cooked all of the other things at some point, so I imagine I'll do fine. (I almost burned the sausage for the stuffing already........) Plus Kate is around if I have questions.
"Kate, how much celery goes in the stuffing?"
"Five stalks."
Seriously? I expected the answer to be half a stalk or the whole thing. She counts them?? Another huge difference between us. We are both good cooks, but she measures everything and I just toss. Don't tell her, but I used seven.
Anyway, back to the point. The point is turkey butts, or the fact that odd things happening at holiday time are what the best memories are made of. I have sat at dozens of Thanksgiving dinners, and they all blend together for the most part. Last year I blogged about the wine glasses http://queenie930.blogspot.com/2011/11/goblet-incident-of-76.html because that definitely stood out in my memory, and this year it's the turkey butts, or the one other year I made dinner.
A few years ago, when The Brown Eyed Man and I shared our first Thanksgiving together it went something like this......
The Man was going to go and spend the holiday with family and I was going to keep Sam, the dog, with me and just have a relaxing, quiet day, with salmon for dinner. In my book that's a pretty perfect day. Then Wednesday evening, oh, around four o'clock he calls. "I don't want to go out of town, I want to have dinner with you." Now that's all sweet and everything, but it's four o'clock on Thanksgiving Eve! My reply? " Oh my Gosh, we can't have a turkey dinner! You are never going to find one now that's not frozen!" Heck, he couldn't even find a frozen one.
I don't really remember much about the day except for the late dinner. You know when you buy a processed ham and it has the ends with the little metal tabs on them? That's what we had, except it was turkey. Just the end pieces, or turkey butts as I prefer to call them. We had turkey butts, stove top stuffing (gag), mashed potatoes that didn't come out right, and gravy. Definitely not my favorite thanksgiving fare, but at least I spent it with my favorite guy and favorite dog. :)
Here's hoping I can do better this year! Regardless, I am truly blessed, and for that I am thankful!
Happy Thanksgiving!
"Kate, how much celery goes in the stuffing?"
"Five stalks."
Seriously? I expected the answer to be half a stalk or the whole thing. She counts them?? Another huge difference between us. We are both good cooks, but she measures everything and I just toss. Don't tell her, but I used seven.
Anyway, back to the point. The point is turkey butts, or the fact that odd things happening at holiday time are what the best memories are made of. I have sat at dozens of Thanksgiving dinners, and they all blend together for the most part. Last year I blogged about the wine glasses http://queenie930.blogspot.com/2011/11/goblet-incident-of-76.html because that definitely stood out in my memory, and this year it's the turkey butts, or the one other year I made dinner.
A few years ago, when The Brown Eyed Man and I shared our first Thanksgiving together it went something like this......
The Man was going to go and spend the holiday with family and I was going to keep Sam, the dog, with me and just have a relaxing, quiet day, with salmon for dinner. In my book that's a pretty perfect day. Then Wednesday evening, oh, around four o'clock he calls. "I don't want to go out of town, I want to have dinner with you." Now that's all sweet and everything, but it's four o'clock on Thanksgiving Eve! My reply? " Oh my Gosh, we can't have a turkey dinner! You are never going to find one now that's not frozen!" Heck, he couldn't even find a frozen one.
I don't really remember much about the day except for the late dinner. You know when you buy a processed ham and it has the ends with the little metal tabs on them? That's what we had, except it was turkey. Just the end pieces, or turkey butts as I prefer to call them. We had turkey butts, stove top stuffing (gag), mashed potatoes that didn't come out right, and gravy. Definitely not my favorite thanksgiving fare, but at least I spent it with my favorite guy and favorite dog. :)
Here's hoping I can do better this year! Regardless, I am truly blessed, and for that I am thankful!
Happy Thanksgiving!
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