Just sort of missing the thought of the family gathering we used to have when I lived at home. Home-cooked food and warm company, whether my parents and I held the feast at our house, or spent the day with close friends...
I loved making the Pepperidge Farm stuffing and the pumpkin pie.
We never roasted a turkey - it's a boring bird, but there was always a nice leg of smoked turkey alongside the leg of lamb or the duck.
Not to worry, no history from me today. Only something to give you a chuckle. I got it from an old uni friend:
How to Cook a Turkey
Step 1: Go buy a turkey
Step 2: Take a drink of whiskey (Scotch)
Step 3: Put turkey in the oven
Step 4: Take another 2 drinks of whiskey
Step 5: Set the degree at 375 ovens
Step 6: Take 3 more whiskeys of drink
Step 7: Turn oven the on
Step 8: Take 4 whisks of drinky
Step 9: Turk the bastey
Step 10: Whiskey another bottle of get
Step 11: Stick a turkey in the thermometer
Step 12: Glass yourself a pour of whiskey
Step 13: Bake the whiskey for 4 hours
Step 14: Take the oven out of the turkey
Step 15: Take the oven out of the turkey
Step 16: Floor the turkey up off of the pick
Step 17: Turk the carvey
Step 18: Get yourself another scottle of botch
Step 19: Tet the sable and pour yourself a glass of turkey
Step 20: Bless the saying, pass and eat out
Happy Thanksgiving, America!