Last night I spent the evening with one of my very best and oldest friends. Spending Thanksgiving with Shea and her family is almost like spending it with my own family, but not quite. For one she doesn't have any older brothers who try to make as much fun of me as possible. And for two, they make their stuffing differently. The latter of course lending to an epiphany of sorts, the kind of epiphany where you realize every family has their *own* stuffing. Stuffing they make *their* way cuz every other way sucks, a way that doesn't change. Ever. Not even through marriage.
My family has one of these recipes. It's a super-secret old family recipe that's been handed down through the generations. The kind of stuffing recipe that does *NOT* include raisins or nuts, neither of which belong in stuffing, m'kay? Speaking of stuffing I kinda miss my family's stuffing this year.
But anyway, after dinner I sat down with Shea's 10 year old sister and her other sister's boyfriend to play Catch-Phrase. The kind of game where you have a word and everyone else has to guess what it is based on your description. Within a half hour pretty much everyone else in the family had joined our little game. Those Juve's play a mean family game I tell you!
But the absolute, most favorite part of my evening was when Shea had to describe one of her words. A word's description she enthusiastically began with...
"Ummmm, IT'S WHAT ZORRO WEARS!"
We all started blurting out: cape! and mask! and hat!
And then she added so quietly almost no one could hear except for me cuz I was sitting next to her...
"On his face.... but... it doesn't... have any holes in it."
The commotion completely stopped as we all sat there looking at her like, "What the FUCK are you talking about?"
Saved by the buzzer, she started giggling and said it was a blindfold. Um, yeah. I love that my friend describes a blindfold as something Zorro wears on his face but doesn't have any holes in it. Cuz you know, that was the best way she could think of describing what a blindfold is.
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Hey I had to spend it with the inlaws with rainsins in the stuffing and a 5 gallons of Auties neighbors home brew crap...err..wine.
So today is our family's stuffing in the oven here....just so that I can have some...want the recipe?...it is easy
Dood, I so *have* the recipe. Remember it's in mom's recipe book?
The thing is... A) I don't have a pan or even 3 pans big enough to hold all the stuffing
B) I am only one person, if I can make a 2 serving order of stuffing then we're talking busienss otherwise I'll have enough to feed me until Thanksgiving next year and I'll have to ask my neighbors for refrigerator space
and C) it's always better when someone else makes it.
I just like to smell it and then eat it. Someone else can do the mushing with their hands... and the stirring... and the baking. Isn't that what big brothers are for? To do all the work?
my t-day dinner consisted of chicken parm, stuffed chicken breast and this pasta pie thing. it was good, but it was un-natural. DAMMIT I WANT CRANBERRIES! sorry. that slipped out a little.... hee! happy t-day a little late anyway!
I totally agree with the stuffing deal, I swear everytime I see raisins or carrots in stuffing I just look and wonder what in the hell were they drinking? It's *so* made our way...but I'm glad you had fun, you had me worried you'd be dancing around your apartment in a drunken slur...