Thanksgiving 2009
Posted: November 27, 2009 Filed under: Holidays | Tags: How to deep fry a turkey, Thanksgiving 8 Comments »So we the Calverton contigency up at our house for Thanksgiving. Here is a play by play photo journal story of our T Day:
9:30am Put Dad to work in the kitchen.
9:30 am the Macy's Day Parade is on
9:35 Dad fed us breakfast
11:09am lookin' out my my back door.
11:35 Grandma contemplating an exit strategy.
11:40am starting the string bean casserole. Or rolling joints.
11:45am Macy's Day Parade winding down
12:27pm Grandma focused on the Westminster Dog Show
12:27pm: Dad likes my hat
1:45pm Madaghan begging to stay outside.
2:20pm: lunch is served.
5:09pm Dinner prep underway.
So here is where things get interesting. When I went outside to start deep frying the turkey, I discovered something. I heard in my head:” Houston, we have a problem.” See, I filled the pot up with oil and placed in on the burner. I noticed a small drip drip drip…….drip of oil from underneath the pot. “Oh, I must have spilt some on the side of the pot..oh please oh please let that be it.” Wiped it off with a paper towel. Drip Drip Drip…..drip. Crap Crap Crap…..CRAP! it is a leak. How in the hell does a pot just develop tiny pin holes? I could just move the pot over so the drip is not over the flame. Then again, I could also launch the turkey thirty feet in the air in a firey ball of flamey goodness.
Laurie donned her Super Wife costume and headed off to Gander Mountain. I love Gander Mountain…they were open on Thanksgiving! She went out to a bought a new pot and on with Thanksgiving. Crisis averted, only a minor delay.
5:10 pm: Laurie returns with new pot, turkey frying.
6:05 pm: Turkey is done. Fried, if you will.
8:55 pm: Scott N. and I start the Guitar Hero battle and 4th or 5th Killians.
8:57pm- Maddie steals the camera and snapped this picture of the Christmas tree.
Scott kickin' ass and taking names in Guitar Hero.
9:13pm Dessert and an empty Killian's
This was the last picture I took. I was on my sixth Killians, and well, forgot to take anymore pics. We stayed up until 11pm playing Nintendo Wii. Grandma Rose kicked ass in bowling-just for the record. And golf.
Thanksgiving, Bingo, & Left Over Halloween Candy.
Posted: December 5, 2008 Filed under: Holidays | Tags: Thanksgiving Leave a comment »We had family at our house for Thanksgiving. With a total of 8 guests, I am proud to announce that the mighty septic withstood the blitzgrieg of 8 showers a day and a thousand flushes. The guest list(in order of appearance): Keith, Caroline, & “Baby” Alexa, George, Joanne, Aunt Eileen and last but not least, “The Grand Madre” Rose.
At 1:24 pm, we snapped this lovely family photo.
Keith looks tired.
At 1:44 a mere twenty minutes later ,we snapped this lovely photo.
Keith is very tired.
Keith did wake up and found some time to play with his cute as a button daughter Alexa.
TV is the other way Dad.
Around 4:30 it was time to deep fry the turkey. A healthy alternative way from cooking it for 17 hours in the oven is to deep fry the snot out of it for 3 minutes per pound. Yummy.
Deep Fried Meaty Goodness
While I was cooking dinner, Keith thought it would be fun to try and hit me with a ball. We also tried to see how many M and Ms we could throw into the vat o’ turkey.
Here catch!
So while we were tossing the ball around, throwing M&Ms into the turkey fryer, I snuck in the house and snapped this photo of Aunt Eileen and Grand Madre Rose participating in the 5 o’clock nap, more commonly known by the elderly as Nap #3.
Party Animals
The turkey came out good, although it had to be put back in again, apparently we all suck at math. 20 pounds times 3 minutes a pound, carry the one is one hour. Well it was not enough, but no harm no fowl. Get it? I cooked the turkey and Dad made pretty much everything else. Keith and Caroline brought pumpkin bread which reminds me that need to tell them I gave a piece of it to Entemann’s and they are going to reverse engineer it then put out a line of pumpkin bread with me getting 10% of gross sales. So, thanks for letting me retire early that was nice of you guys. Dad made the best green bean cassorole. I am still waiting to hear back from the Jolly Green Giant on that one.
After dinner we all sat down and played Bingo. Keith decided it would be fun to camoflouge Alexa as a stuffed animal. Memories of ET came flooding back.
This is what happens when you drive down Sesame Street to fast.
During the game, it was determined that Aunt Eilleen cheats, and Grand Madre was almost killed for talking way to much.
Grandma sure can talk.
Seconds before Grand Madre was thrown out into the snow.
So as soon as everyone left on Saturday, I fired off a letter to the International Bingo Association. I informed them of a professional Bingo player that hustles unsuspecting families. Her method is simple, yet effective. What she does is: 1. Wears an unassuming flanel shirt. 2. Sits quietly, stalking her prey. 3. Wins EVERY GAME. Aunt Eileen won 5 or 19 games in a row, I lost count. She was teedering on sleeping in the garage. That’s right…I almost made an 85 year old woman sleep in my garage because she won at Bingo one too many times.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING
