…that I didn’t have to sleep in the guest bedroom,
…and that I didn’t have to make Thanksgiving dinner in an operating room,
…that I haven’t yet had to call an emergency plumber (pictured above) on the cloggiest day of the year.
And most of all: I’m thankful for my lovely readers with their excellent comments and amazing finds. Thank you! Mwa! Extra pie all around!
(Note to furriners: today is Thanksgiving, when Americans eat a lot of pie. There’s more to the story, but once you grow out of the handprint turkey stage and into “needful diversions of wealth and of strength from the fields of peaceful industry to the national defense” awareness it gets awkward.)
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I’m thankful that you keep up this blog that makes us laugh so heartily. Happy Thanksgiving!
This blog is the best! Thank you for keeping it going and for all the commenters who keep this place hilarious! Everybody go eat some pie — even if this isn’t a holiday where you are. Who needs a holiday to have pie?
Today’s menu:
slow-cooked crock-pot turkey breast, soaked overnight in my signature cider vinegar brine,
Potatoes au gratin,
Spicy stir-fried green beans,
From-scratch spicy sausage dressing,
Homemade candied sweet potatoes, with a drizzle of molasses and loads of mini-marshmallows,
Homemade cranberry-orange compote with crystallized ginger,
From-scratch sweet-potato pie with freshly-whipped cream,
…and a heaping helping of laughs from my favorite blog!
Happy Thanksgiving, y’all!
Oh dear, I gained 3 pounds just reading this post.
Wow, Roto Rooter and Abraham Lincoln… who knew? You’re always so educational.
Denita, your candied sweet potatoes sound like the same basic idea as my mom’s sweet potato souffle– potatoes are mashed, carmelized with brown sugar, and topped with melted marshmallows.
I can haz recipe, pwease wif sugar???
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Got my mom here dictating the recipe, as she does it from memory…
Bake 6 or 7 big oval-shaped sweet potatoes. Cut them open and scoop the insides into a dish. Mash them with butter or margarine, a little milk, a teaspoon of vanilla, and a dash of nutmeg. Put in “a lot” of brown sugar (she doesn’t measure)– enough to turn the whole mixture brown, maybe three fourths of a box. Separate four or five eggs. Put in one egg yellow, and then whip all the egg whites together. Very slowly, fold in all the egg whites into the potatoes. At this point, she usually puts it in the refrigerator until she’s ready to cook it, but if you’re going to cook it right away that’s not necessary. When you’re ready, take it out, put more brown sugar on the top, put it in the oven at 350 or 400F for 15 or 20 minutes, til it’s hot through. Take it out and put large marshmallows on the top, then put it back in til they are brown and melty.
A dish feeds an army, more or less.
(We’re having 13 people to dinner today and will probably have leftovers.)
If I didn’t have a dying oven element (which is why my turkey went into the crock pot, and my pies went into the toaster oven,) I’d thaw another batch of my sweet potato pie filling right away! Our church has a charity food pantry that throws frequent banquets for the community, and there are a LOT of hearty appetites in my neighborhood. I think I know what I’ll be bringing along now!
This furriner doesn’t understand marshmallows on sweet potatoes.
Try sweet potatoes with cajun spice -spicy and sweet is good combination.
My husband was born and raised in Louisiana, so Cajun spice is as vital as salt in our house. I’ll have to give that one a try!
Its even better on sweet potato fries *lol* Cuz this menu needs more fat
That’s what Pilates is for!
I’m thankful for your entertaining website. Hilarious!
Is it just me, or is that dude’s pants about to blow out at the crotch? *rrrrrrip! oh, drafty!*
It took me while to figure out what the deal is with the beer bottle – he’s throwing beer at the photographer.
Collards are done, cornbread’s done, dressing’s in the oven, then it’s off to the in-law’s, where my SIL makes the best turkey on the planet. Happy Thanksgiving from Atlanta, y’all!
Mmm corn bread!
I don’t know whether that kitchen is from Space Odyssey: 2001 or from Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Either a voice would tell me “What are you doing Dave? The beer cans have to be placed in the recycling tray or they won’t be collected.” or there will be some Oompah-Loompahs preparing for the next Wonkavision experimental transmission.
I’m voting for 2001. I can definitely see Hal reading Dave’s lips as he tries to hide in the oven.
What’s wrong with the kitchen? I see a stove that one might consider retiring (and it seems somebody already pulled it a bit out from the wall and the neighboring table), and a sink with no countertop to the right of it (which I know from experience is rather inconvenient). And a perspective so strained that I wonder idly how tiny the room really might be. But neither of these seem to be HORRORS worthy of inclusion here.
Am I missing something?
It’s so freakishly clean and immaculately white, that it’s intimidating. It’s the kind of kitchen that you don’t dare walk in to without purifying yourself for a week beforehand, for fear that your unclean presence will tarnish the pristine-ness of the place.
In other words, it’s like Howie Mandel’s kitchen.
No, seriously?
Usually being clean is a Good Thing (no, a non-negotiable requirement, on penalty of being relentlessly mocked here) for listing photos of kitchens. What makes this one different, and is there any way to please you people?
Yes, Clean is Good. But clean to the point of making one uncomfortable to even boil water on the stove is Not Good.
In fact if it wasn’t for the presence of the stove and dishwasher, it doesn’t even look like a kitchen at all. More like a clinic’s examination room, or an operating room. It has none of that warm “welcome home” feeling that most people desire in a kitchen. As Quark below elaborated, it has none of the human touches that turn a furnished room into a living space.
“We people” are usually pleased. We can find something to laugh at in almost any picture!
The fridge almost certainly has a jar full of ears inside. No one else is that bizarrely clean in a kitchen, or anywhere else
Apart from the hand-wash disinfectant dispenser beside the kitchen sink, there’s not a single other item visible . Not even a kitchen apron hanging off the cooker, a spare change jar in the corner, a kettle plugged into one of the sockets, or even a mouse-trap on the floor.
I wouldn’t dare going into that room without wearing a bunny-suit for fear of contaminating something.
Hand sanitizer but no dish soap = ewwwwwwwwwwww
I… don’t want to know what’s going on in the third picture…
Never fall out of bed again. WIN!
At least there is plenty of toilet paper on board along with a man with a drawn on beard. – Wasn’t he recently arrested for robbing a bank or something?
Aahh, it’s just not Thanksgiving if Uncle Wilbur isn’t drunk, with his hand stuck in the toilet agan!
the last picture is the bathroom on a boat
Hand in toilet or not- he’s hot! Send him over to my place.