Alright, so confession - I've never actually made a true Thanksgiving dinner. Ever. All the things I've cooked, baked, sauteed, steamed.. I've never made gravy, or roast a chicken.
It was a little rocky to start, when I tried stuffing the chicken through the neck, and couldn't figure out how I was going to get all that stuffing in that little hole, and when we had to carve it with a bread knife.. But it actually turned out really well. The stuffing was just like my mother makes, the potatoes were unlumpy due to my brothers consistent pounding and whipping, and well, the gravy sucked, but who's doesn't? It was nice to have my brother and Ian around the little table, even if we were talking about dogs being kicked and the origin of the term "bearded clam". It just wouldn't be a proper Thanksgiving with euphemisms for your petunia. Happy Turkey Day everyone, hope you're surrounded by good friends, family, and better gravy than mine.
It was a little rocky to start, when I tried stuffing the chicken through the neck, and couldn't figure out how I was going to get all that stuffing in that little hole, and when we had to carve it with a bread knife.. But it actually turned out really well. The stuffing was just like my mother makes, the potatoes were unlumpy due to my brothers consistent pounding and whipping, and well, the gravy sucked, but who's doesn't? It was nice to have my brother and Ian around the little table, even if we were talking about dogs being kicked and the origin of the term "bearded clam". It just wouldn't be a proper Thanksgiving with euphemisms for your petunia. Happy Turkey Day everyone, hope you're surrounded by good friends, family, and better gravy than mine.
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