For the first time ever, I had Thanksgiving at my own home this year. Every single year we’ve spent Turkey Day at my grandmother’s or one of my aunt’s. I proposed to my mom that we play it low key this year & hang around town rather than traveling to a relative’s home. The only problem with this is that I now had to have the responsibility of Thanksgiving dinner on my shoulders.
Honestly, I’m a pretty decent cook. I’m not as good as the rest of the women in my family, but I do okay. While I manage to create pretty tasty meals, I’ve always been squeamish when it comes to raw meat. It’s pretty ridiculous, but I’d rather change a poo-filled diaper than touch raw meat in the kitchen. Mike posted on Faceboook that he was eagerly awaiting his chance to watch me with the turkey.
The time came for me to prepare the bird. I fumbled with opening the package on the stove top by the roasting pan I had ready to use. That was mistake number one. A lot of disgusting things came gushing out of that bag as I opened it and got all over my stove top. I had no idea the bird would be that juicy. (I’m shuddering just remembering it.) But that was the best part of the preparation. I read the instructions on the package that said, “Remove neck & giblits from body cavities”. With Mike standing by me and giggling like a little girl, I looked in and removed the neck while gagging. Seriously. I gagged. With the neck out, I looked in to try to find the giblit bag. I couldn’t find it. The cavity where the neck had been was empty now. Then I realized, there was another end to search. I finally found and removed the bag. Keep in mind, I was begging Mike to please help me through this entire event. He refused and just continued to stand near me and taunt me. So sweet of him.
While I found it incredibly traumatizing to prepare the turkey for the oven, I must say that it tasted pretty amazing when it was all finished. We enjoyed the meal with my dad, mom & 2 of my brothers. After dinner & desserts, we went to the park where the boys passed the football and my mom & I slept on a blanket by the lake. It was a perfect day, and I’m happy to say that I survived the turkey incident!
Now for the pictures. Yes, I’m a dork who takes pictures of my table on special occasions. I can admit to that.
Homemade Red Velvet cake I made! First time making it.
I decided it would be a good day for Mike to assemble the high chair since Lincoln recently started eating solids.
Eating his green beans!