As a Thanksgiving tradition, the night before I call Mom and talk Turkey! The conversation always includes....Are you sure you don't have to get up at 5 a.m. to put that bird in? "Mom", I say, "it's not 1950!! We have Turkey Bags! My turkey will be done in about 4 hours!" (You also have to know that I am not a morning person, AND, I have been having Thanksgiving for about 4 years now!)
Turkey bags....a great invention to eliminate all that basting, and messy turkey juice, etc. from getting burnt to the pan. Well, not this Thanksgiving!!! Here is that little bugger....all nestled in the bag, safely in the oven.
Here I have the table all ready for the 11 people I will be serving today. If you look real hard to the back of the picture, you will see the "kiddie table" - a fixture in most homes for this holiday!
...that the rest of the day would turn out like this....
First, when my sister arrived with hubby and the triplets, Alan decided to go and help. Jan made the pumpkin pies.....and made a mistake by giving them to Alan to carry up the steps.....Yep, he tripped UP the steps, cracking a tin pie plate and skinning a knee! Jan's mood wasn't the greatest after that because her pie got cracked.
Next, after checking the turkey, I noticed a little smoke in the oven. Hmmm, I looked and figured it was a leftover crumb from another meal burning at the bottom of the oven. It was almost time for Mr. Turkey to be done, so I checked him again.....then realized the BAG WAS LEAKING!! Juices were flowing down to the oven bottom. So Sis said, "poke a hole in it and it will drain in the pan." Little did we know that that sucker was stuffed in the pan so tight that the juice filled the back end of the pan, then REALLY overflowed in the oven. Smoke alarms were wailing, windows were thrown open and luckily, my neighbors didn't call the fire department! We all had smoke inhalation....then Mom and Dad arrived - GREAT!!
After all this drama, the turkey was done - and not burnt! The smoke disapated with the help of ceiling and portable fans, and dish towels being flapped. Then we all gathered together for a good turkey dinner.
During dinner, Alan spilled an enourmous cup of pop on the table, soaking Mom, tablecloth and all! Will the bad karma end? No!
Everyone had gone home, now was cleanup. It was time to CLEAN the oven. Thank goodness for self-cleaning ovens....but I could have went without all the smoke it delivered again through the house - can I win????
Then, I loaded the dishwasher. Luckily, the dishwasher soap was under the sink. As I grabbed a cupful, I looked and thank goodness I did. The "T" under the sink that connects BOTH drains and the drain to the dishwasher DISCONNECTED! How? Who knows!What mess would I have had if I ran the dishwasher - whew!!! There was still a little water from the rinsing I did prior, so what a time to clean out under the sink - right? Geese, can I win??!!
After all that I was still thankful! No broken bones, no squished pies, no burnt turkey, no house fire, no flood, and no food poisoning....just a normal traditional family dinner....probably just like yours!
....next, it's my sister's turn - she's having Christmas Eve, and I'll be carrying the food!LOL!!
Thanks for stopping to read this long journal entry that seemed to never end.
Until tomorrow friends....