The Thanksgiving Weekend is rapidly coming to a close for us here on the west coast, which means that everybody is dreading going back to work tomorrow. Unless, that is, you’re still unemployed like I am, in which case I laugh in your general direction.
All kidding aside, last week was pretty busy for me. I had to take Anthony to the doctor on Monday because he was fighting off a horrible cough, which was later determined to just be a common cold. He’s not coughing too much now and that silence is golden to the ears of Mom and Dad—it’s a parent thing.
But Anthony wasn’t the only sick one around here. Ann also came down with a cough and was also nauseous and lightheaded, so for a moment we thought that Thanksgiving—it was scheduled to be at our place—was going to be postponed. We didn’t want anybody catching whatever was going on around here, especially Ann’s dad who is still recovering from his quadruple bypass surgery. My mom and brother, however, did manage to come by to share the food they had already bought and/or prepared.
That was fine but with Ann down for the day, who would cook the bird?
Me, of course. And not to too my own horn, but it came out pretty damn good. See, we don’t cook it in a traditional way nor do we deep-fry it like some people do.
First, we gut the bird (or at least remove the bag of innards), then slather it with turkey rub:
Then pats of butter are placed all over it:
From there the bird gets placed into the bag then shoved in the oven:
And about 4 hours later (which I spend a good portion watching The Twilight Zone Marathon), you get this magnificent delight:
Coupled with the homemade stuffing and mashed potatoes that Mom brought over, it was definitely a rockin’ lunch buffet, and I hope all of you also had a fantastic Thanksgiving—and a lot less sick people in your home.
And despite all of the germs floating around here, I managed to avoid coming down with any sort of illness. Oh, I coughed here and there but I loaded up on Vitamins C and B2, drank lots of juice and water, and convinced myself that I was not going to get sick. It seemed to work because I feel damn good now with little to no coughing.
Anyway, in addition to a great Thanksgiving, I hope you all got your intended Black Friday goodies—even you, Best Buy Tent Dork from a few posts ago. Me? I stayed home with my sick family and wiped the contaminants away. There is very little makes me get up at an odd hours these days…