Thanksgiving
Against all odds and predictions, it has been done. I have won. Pitted in mortal combat against a foe of daunting preportions.
IN THE BLUE TRUNKS, WEIGHING IN AT A MEAGER 172 POUNDS, THE CHALLENGER; BRETT "THE PUGILATING POLEMOLOGIST" GRIFFIN.
IN THE RED TRUNKS, WEIGHING IN AT AN ASTONISHING 12.5 POUNDS, THE REIGNING CHAMPION; TURKEY.
Let's get ready to rumble!
This is how it was. I woke up this morning to the sound of my mobile shreaking, someone reminding me that I should start thinking about the turkey. Slowly the haze leftover from the night(morning is probably more acurate) before began to lift, mostly due to a kind flatmate who upon seeing my sorry state and moreover hearing us as we returned to the flat early this morning made me a lovely breakfast to speed my recovery, understanding that what laid ahead would take all my cunning and wit. Feeling much better I began to plot my path and study my opponent.
All and all it was pretty easy, the hardest part was trying to make-do with a lack of serving dishes. I prepared the turkey, stuffing thyme and taragon under the skin for added flavour, adding inserting the dressing, and rubbing it down with butter. When that was done I threw it in the oven for 3 hours and after much discussion decided that it was cooked and started cutting it up. The entire flat pitched in making a full dinner. We were all quite impressed that we were able to pull it off on the first go. The turkey was wonderful. Dragged to the brink of insanity and back by a one winged turkey(I'm not sure why it only had one wing but that's all it had) I was still victorious. One thing that I would have liked was to have been able to get a hold of some apple cider, it seems the only type of cider they have is alcoholic and after the previous evening I was not up for anything remotely alcohol related(that's a lie because I did have a couple of glasses of wine with dinner). It has been a long day, but a gratifying one, I now have done a thanksgiving dinner with out the parents. It was good. I was very happy to know that my active little observances hadn't lead me wrong. It has also given me a greater appreciation for having the proper serving dishes and knives. Anywho, it's late over here. I'm ready for a good turkey enduced slumber.
IN THE BLUE TRUNKS, WEIGHING IN AT A MEAGER 172 POUNDS, THE CHALLENGER; BRETT "THE PUGILATING POLEMOLOGIST" GRIFFIN.
IN THE RED TRUNKS, WEIGHING IN AT AN ASTONISHING 12.5 POUNDS, THE REIGNING CHAMPION; TURKEY.
Let's get ready to rumble!
This is how it was. I woke up this morning to the sound of my mobile shreaking, someone reminding me that I should start thinking about the turkey. Slowly the haze leftover from the night(morning is probably more acurate) before began to lift, mostly due to a kind flatmate who upon seeing my sorry state and moreover hearing us as we returned to the flat early this morning made me a lovely breakfast to speed my recovery, understanding that what laid ahead would take all my cunning and wit. Feeling much better I began to plot my path and study my opponent.
All and all it was pretty easy, the hardest part was trying to make-do with a lack of serving dishes. I prepared the turkey, stuffing thyme and taragon under the skin for added flavour, adding inserting the dressing, and rubbing it down with butter. When that was done I threw it in the oven for 3 hours and after much discussion decided that it was cooked and started cutting it up. The entire flat pitched in making a full dinner. We were all quite impressed that we were able to pull it off on the first go. The turkey was wonderful. Dragged to the brink of insanity and back by a one winged turkey(I'm not sure why it only had one wing but that's all it had) I was still victorious. One thing that I would have liked was to have been able to get a hold of some apple cider, it seems the only type of cider they have is alcoholic and after the previous evening I was not up for anything remotely alcohol related(that's a lie because I did have a couple of glasses of wine with dinner). It has been a long day, but a gratifying one, I now have done a thanksgiving dinner with out the parents. It was good. I was very happy to know that my active little observances hadn't lead me wrong. It has also given me a greater appreciation for having the proper serving dishes and knives. Anywho, it's late over here. I'm ready for a good turkey enduced slumber.
posted by Brett at 11:13 p.m.
1 Comments:
Look a real comment! I am jealous and inpressed, all I got for thanksgiving was a hockey game which we lost. Ah well, at least I was playing hockey. But what I wouldn't give for some roast potatoes and gravy right about now...
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