so as it turns out, thanksgiving was awesome. there was no frying, i did it in the oven, and it was the BEST FUCKING TURKEY I'VE EVER HAD. no question. it was amazing. i feel so rock star cowboy american cheeseburger about my cooking abilities right now. the taters and asparagus and gravies and stuffing it was awesome. topped my mom. and that's tough.
highlights:
-arguing for several hours what a gibbet really is
-getting ready to stuff the turkey when my roomate brynne decided that she was just the person for the job. for the love of god, and all that is holy, that turkey got the fisting of a lifetime. and brynne had a crazy look on her face. half frightened half turned on, i patted her on the back and said that'll do pig, that'll do
-realizing that the turkey's limbs were not in fact tied by string, but rather held firm by its own asshole. hard to explain, but they shoved the turkey's legs back and tied them into the asshole using the anus like so much twine. bob said a prayer for the turekey's asshole
-listening to Port's "litany" during the meal,then rocking out with what little strength we had left to a mix my sister made me, including "PYT," "Ghostbusters," "runaway train," "stay," oh the list of jewels goes on.
-tag team turkey basting
-madeira cooking wine and salt by the sea. i will never cook without them again. ever. even like, grilled cheeses.
that is all for now
oh, except i know i got tagged by kulmagrrl to do the 20 list, but i don't really get what i'm supposed to say, so i'll save it for another time.
also, Morgan is hot.
also, i met this really rad girl at a bazaar in bmore who was selling the awesomest shirts and i'm begging her to make shirts for boys, but in the meantime she has really fucking cool stuff for the ladies. check her stuff out at
this stuff rules she's got shirts and hoodies and little stuffed thingies.
edited to add this: we got this turkey for free. bob's boss gave it to him the day before. it was a 12 lbs free range turkey. i am now a believer in free range thingies.
k. i'm done.
highlights:
-arguing for several hours what a gibbet really is
-getting ready to stuff the turkey when my roomate brynne decided that she was just the person for the job. for the love of god, and all that is holy, that turkey got the fisting of a lifetime. and brynne had a crazy look on her face. half frightened half turned on, i patted her on the back and said that'll do pig, that'll do
-realizing that the turkey's limbs were not in fact tied by string, but rather held firm by its own asshole. hard to explain, but they shoved the turkey's legs back and tied them into the asshole using the anus like so much twine. bob said a prayer for the turekey's asshole
-listening to Port's "litany" during the meal,then rocking out with what little strength we had left to a mix my sister made me, including "PYT," "Ghostbusters," "runaway train," "stay," oh the list of jewels goes on.
-tag team turkey basting
-madeira cooking wine and salt by the sea. i will never cook without them again. ever. even like, grilled cheeses.
that is all for now
oh, except i know i got tagged by kulmagrrl to do the 20 list, but i don't really get what i'm supposed to say, so i'll save it for another time.
also, Morgan is hot.
also, i met this really rad girl at a bazaar in bmore who was selling the awesomest shirts and i'm begging her to make shirts for boys, but in the meantime she has really fucking cool stuff for the ladies. check her stuff out at
this stuff rules she's got shirts and hoodies and little stuffed thingies.
edited to add this: we got this turkey for free. bob's boss gave it to him the day before. it was a 12 lbs free range turkey. i am now a believer in free range thingies.
k. i'm done.
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