N.O. fried Turkey was very good. Son-of-a-wrek did a fine job. I must remember to tell him.
Girls are cleaning the kitchen. I’m sitting on my butt, headphones on, trying not to hear dogs.
One grandwrek said there was too much food til they came back thru and saw the decimated turkey carcass. She was astonished and took a pic on her phone of it. She laughed and laughed about it. Best moment of my day. (:))
The turkey is up to 104ºF.
I used to live in Lancaster and went to school there too, just… not the same one 
No snow round here, just ludicrous levels of rain. Seriously, even by the standards of the wettest county in England, it’s unusually wet. I think we’ve had maybe one day in the last month and a half when it’s not rained at least a bit. I’m considering growing gills.
Oh, and happy Thursday! 
And Thanksgiving, for those so inclined.
Howdy Y’all! We feasted. We drank. We made merry, though since this is Turkey Day, I guess we made happy. Everyone is gone and the dishwasher is washin’ away. Also, I turned the self clean thingy on for the oven cause it got some ick up in there. Since ‘tis pleasant out, I opened the kitchen windows whilst the oven is cleanin’. Still keepin’ da cave warm however. All in all a good day. As always, I love company both comin’ and goin’.
Rilch you asked earlier about other antics of ex-friend. Among other things, he would snoop in medicine cabinets, dresser drawers, and closets. He would open kitchen cabinet doors and attempt to re-arrange stuff. One does not do such things. The oven thing was the last straw. Haven’t seen or heard from or of him in over thirty years now, and don’t care.
I have heard the best way to handle guests who snoop in medicine cabinets is to fill the cabinet with marbles before they come over.
Taking a break.
Glad y’all had a good time Swampy!
Yeah, I figured it must have been a back-breaking straw.
Now, who is PWAISDN? Person Who…?
Man, are we stuffed. I thought for a moment I was going to have to sleep in my dress, but with Mr. Rilch’s help, I peeled it off. I hope the staff at the Grand Concourse share tips, at least on AYCE buffet days, because our waitron was very helpful, but so were the runners and the people at various stations. I saved room for chocolate cake, and OMG was it good.
Also stopped in to see the ILs on the way. Turns out step-MIL is on puréed food at this time. We were there long enough to get into a lively discussion about The Masked Singer! Neither of the ILs knows who Ana Gasteyer is, (if Tree is her) but step-MIL called Flower from the start. Mr. Rilch: :rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:
Home, stuffded, and exhausted. I brought some leftovers with me, and my nephew really liked the sweet potato souffle, so he took most of those leftovers. Yay! And my sister loved the bloody Mary deviled eggs, so yay for that.
I’m about to assume the recline position - I’s tahred.
I was momentarily transported back to DST. Looked at the fancy clock in the livin’ room with the Roman numerals and thought it was seven-thirty. I walked into the kitchen and the clock on the nukalator said six-thirty. I was weirded out. Am I in DST? Am I in Alabammy? :eek:
While you guys are all stuffed fuller than the turkey, it’s still early afternoon here, and the anticipation is idling along. Mmmmm.
And what is this “snow” everyone keeps mentioning? 
Not yet 1600 here.
Oof. Turkey, some mashed potatoes and stuffing with gravy (only some – low carb, me), cranberry sauce, and I’m on my third glass of wine.
2019 here, with 2020 just over a month away. Man, they’re doing some crazy things with time zones now.
The rule is: Never drink white wine unless you’re out of red.
I’m on my third glass of white. I’ll finish it, and then switch to red.
Like the song says, love the wine you’re with.
I did; and watched some of the video as well. I actually keep a couple street/traffic cams from Siberia bookmarked and open them as little corner windows sometimes; it gives me warm fuzzies all over watching snow fall in temps below zero.
Put something about the manufacturer and finish into Da Google (Kopek feel like Larry in Pearls when it comes to Da Google) and add something like fridge leak for current brands and such but I would so a sealant and repeat every few years.
According to my late Cousin Freddy Hart de-fanged rattlesnakes work well for things like that as well.
Look – I’ve told you before – in my family I AM the shy quiet backward one.
OK – its your fault for making me think about it. Cousin Freddy was this little milk-toast looking kind of fellow who you would expect got beat up at the beach a lot. Fred was also a semi-professional snake hunter and keeper. He did those events where you jumped into a pool of rattlers and caught them by hand, bought infested cottages to hunt clean and resale – and he was damn good at it. This from someone who looked like Pointdexter. I say semi-pro because he also worked in the steel mills as a sort of electrical instrument wiz. There was this crew boss at one who was always giving Fred a seriously hard time; dude as this middle-linebacker and classic bully. “There’s no way that little ball-less piece of shit would do anything dangerous like that” and so on and so on. So Cuzz defanged a 5-footer and put it in the bosses lunch pail. Boss opened pail, snake made a bee-line for his nose, and constipation issues were resolved for years to come. He got fired, of course – but another mill picked him up the next month.
I started a fire.
Back from the neighborhood shindig. ‘Twas very nice and the food was good too. Home and about to watch more of The Crown. A good day it was.
Ah, go eat a pigeon!
It’s chilly here, and damp, but not icy.
I hopoe everyone had as good a day as I did. I arrived at my mom’s house about 8:15 AM to get things started. I already had the turkey in the roaster, got the oven heating, seasoned the burd, and in it went. It was not quite twelve pounds, so it took only a short two hours to roast. In between things I got the dressing arranged and prepped ingredients for the potato casserole. My sister arrived and we set the table, using the good china for the first time in forever. There were only five of us. Nothing burned, nothing broke, everything was done as it should be. We had turkey, potato casserole, dressing, rolls, cauliflower and broccoli side dish, wine, coffee, cheesecake and pumpkin bars.
We are stuffed!
All in all as nice a Thanksgiving as one could have. Sis and I worked together well cleaning up the dishes. All I have left to do is go back to mom’s tomorrow and portion out some leftovers between her and me. At home I will also begin simmering the carcass of the turkey for good broth. Our family has never wasted a thing when it comes to turkey.
Happy Thanksgiving to all.
I don’t know why I’ve always thought Filbert is male. Sorry!
Slow day at irk, tire problem (see November mini-rants for details). DH and I are dining via forage, since going out is just not happening, between the tire situation, my fatigue level, and his mobility limits right now.
We eat our holiday meals early-ish. Today it happened at 1:p.m.
The second trip through the food has happened. Now I have leftovers of leftovers. Gah:smack:!!!
The amount of food that has been consumed today is amazing.
Mid-daughters young sons can eat like teens. I asked her how she kept them fed. She told about this summer she had to put an extra meal on the day. In the afternoon after some activity like baseball or swimming they had another lunch. Or they would snack and beg for sweets. They are skinny as scarecrows. Tall for their age though.
ehh my day sort of sucked and i sort of caused the hassle and sorta didn’t then i didn’t eat (and didntr miss much) but its no big thing other than the snow it would to a day ill forget in a month