Thankful

Our home fills with friends and family on the 4th Thursday of November. Wednesday evening was spent injecting turkeys with either a Cajun or Savory concoction (we still can't decide which one is best) and other various prep-cooking (pies, stuffing, dips, cranberry salad...)



Thursday morning was a flurry of welcoming people and only catching glimpses of Mike as he would come in with a turkey fresh from the fryer and then he'd be sent right back out with another turkey that had been prepped and was ready to go (our tally of turkeys fried at the end of the night: 9) and I couldn't seem to find my way out of the kitchen. It was nice to finally sit down and grab a bite (there is no such thing as "dinner time" with this style of Thanksgiving, you get hungry? You eat. Or if you're Mike, you nibble on each turkey that comes out of the fryer and have a few beers and find that you don't have room to actually eat a Thanksgiving dinner. But that's what leftovers are for, right?!) And every bit of the dinner was delicious. But we really nailed the turkeys this year. Flavor was amazing. Meat was tender and juicy. And we have loads leftover for sandwiches, pot pies, tetrazinni, quesedillas...


Mike helping his sister prep her bird.

My kids spent Thanksgiving with their dad, so I enlisted Boo's help in peeling potatoes (just like the army!)
This was pretty much all Mike saw all day. Just the way he liked it.
Yumaroo. Can't wait until next November!