I so totally rock and you wish you were as cool as me.
So, CJ and I decided to have our own Thanksgiving this year. No long car trips to visit family, no shorter car trips to visit my parents. No. Thanksgiving dinner, cooked in our own kitchen, at our own home, with our own guests.
So we invited some of our favorite people (the number of favorite people we have has dropped sharply in the last few years...I think we've weeded it down to the ones worth keeping at this point!): mordere , weaselsdontfly , Justin of the no LJ, and Jenna of the no LJ.
I preordered a heritage breed, locally-raised, organic turkey. It was very tasty, but ended up being a bit of an adventure....the giblets weren't in a nice little plastic bag like the Butterballs you get from the grocery store. No, they were still...uh...attached. So I went old-school, digging around in there with my bare hands and making a little pile of organs in the corner of the sink. Yeah. I'm hard-core.
I was a bit concerned that, given the extremely small size of my kitchen, I wouldn't really be able to cook a whole feast, but I totally pulled it off. On Wednesday afternoon/evening, I baked bread, made the cranberry sauce (with real cranberries, mind you, not that canned jelly crap), and baked an apple pie. On Thursday, after dissecting the turkey innards, I put that in the oven, making sure to baste every 20 or 30 minutes afterwards with a mixture of butter, port, and chicken stock. I chopped veggies and diced onions and put the husband to work peeling potatoes (he only dropped every other potato...) and whipped up stuffing, mashed potatoes, and sauteed green beans with that onion stuff on top, then heated up some jarred gravy. (The gravy and the pie crust were the only things store-bought, not home-made.)
And everyone ate till they couldn't eat any more....then waited half an hour, during which we watched Dirty Jobs...and ate pie!! Lol!
And then yesterday, I went to the mall with CJ and the sisters, and DIDN'T KILL ANYONE. He didn't think I could handle it, but I sooooo did. I rocked it. I didn't even make the "librarian face" or complain once. I rock so hard.
And then we shaved weaselsdontfly 's head in my bathroom. It was an adventure!
So we invited some of our favorite people (the number of favorite people we have has dropped sharply in the last few years...I think we've weeded it down to the ones worth keeping at this point!): mordere , weaselsdontfly , Justin of the no LJ, and Jenna of the no LJ.
I preordered a heritage breed, locally-raised, organic turkey. It was very tasty, but ended up being a bit of an adventure....the giblets weren't in a nice little plastic bag like the Butterballs you get from the grocery store. No, they were still...uh...attached. So I went old-school, digging around in there with my bare hands and making a little pile of organs in the corner of the sink. Yeah. I'm hard-core.
I was a bit concerned that, given the extremely small size of my kitchen, I wouldn't really be able to cook a whole feast, but I totally pulled it off. On Wednesday afternoon/evening, I baked bread, made the cranberry sauce (with real cranberries, mind you, not that canned jelly crap), and baked an apple pie. On Thursday, after dissecting the turkey innards, I put that in the oven, making sure to baste every 20 or 30 minutes afterwards with a mixture of butter, port, and chicken stock. I chopped veggies and diced onions and put the husband to work peeling potatoes (he only dropped every other potato...) and whipped up stuffing, mashed potatoes, and sauteed green beans with that onion stuff on top, then heated up some jarred gravy. (The gravy and the pie crust were the only things store-bought, not home-made.)
And everyone ate till they couldn't eat any more....then waited half an hour, during which we watched Dirty Jobs...and ate pie!! Lol!
And then yesterday, I went to the mall with CJ and the sisters, and DIDN'T KILL ANYONE. He didn't think I could handle it, but I sooooo did. I rocked it. I didn't even make the "librarian face" or complain once. I rock so hard.
And then we shaved weaselsdontfly 's head in my bathroom. It was an adventure!