Pop-in (or out) for Thankgsiving!

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Because our tires needed to be changed, the weather was not ideal for travel and because we were not too excited about traveling a total of 6 hours on Thanksgiving day, we begged my aunt Jodi and uncle Dave if we could crash their Thanksgiving feast which was a mere 1 hour distance from our house.  I don't know how, and have little true desire to learn, to cook a turkey, it therefore was a great relief knowing that this Thanksgiving wouldn't be that moment.  There's something so intimidating about knowing that you have to put your hand up the backside of the...well, you know, to get that "extra" stuff out of the turkey before you can cook it (one should really have at least one licensed gastroenterologist in the family).  I didn't know that people ate gizzards until I saw it on the title of a shop in Michigan titled "Fish and Gizzards."  I really don't know if I could be one of those people who so strictly follow that code of ethics which goes "waste not, want not."  Eew.  I made the rolls and brought the string beans, safe, very safe.

IMG_1706 [800x600] Chris, Isaac, Gavin, Vanny, Britton, Douglas, Dave, Reed, Jodi, Guiliana, Tessa, and me in the reflection of Chris' glasses.

The food, of course, was fabulous and my aunt Jodi can make a wonderful pumpkin cheesecake and apple pie!  We had a great time with everyone, playing games (Balderdash, a favorite of mine, rabiator:  a machine used for milking rabbits), checking out Dave's awesome Christmas light display, and taking a short waddle down the street in order to get some food on the path to digestion.  We wish we could have seen Chris' family, but because of my earlier excuses, we'll have to wait until Christmas.

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Comments

I completely understand your terror of being in charge of the Thanksgiving feast, but somehow I have managed to be the head cook for the last 5 years. What a learning experience. The first couple of years the "extra stuff" in the turkey stayed in the turkey while I cooked it! What? Why is it in there in the first place? Shhhh, don't tell anyone. Martha Stewart would be aghast at my juvenile culinary skills. This year was stress free (BIG smile)! I am glad you had a wonderful, gluttonous day!
mommymuse said…
I usually close my eyes and go to my inner happy place while I'm pulling the innards out of the turkey and pray that they aren't partially frozen and stuck in there, although thoroughly melted and slimy is actually worse...

It was great to see you yesterday! We must get together for real sometime--I forget how much I like talking to you!
-Ang said…
Glad you had a great Thanksgiving! We actually opted for the 12 hour each way drive down to So. Cal. (thought of you as we went through Rancho Cucamonga), but we survived and truly enjoyed our time together (it was actually a reunion on my Mom's side).
Tell Jodi "hi" for me sometime -if she can remember me that is :).

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