Sunday, November 27, 2011

Turkey Claus & the Thanksgiving Rite of Passage

27 November 2011
Sunday


Ah, the Sunday evening that marks the end of Thanksgiving weekend and beginning of the holidays. We are 6,000 miles from home, but Nick and I are doing our best to soak up the holiday spirit, despite the lack of scarves and boots and the impossible prospect of a white Christmas.


Nick and I hosted a six-person Thanksgiving dinner. It was a hodgepodge of people who didn't really know each other, but food and the commonality that we were all away from our families united us around the Tom Turks. 


When Nick and I tucked ourselves into bed on the eve of Thanksgiving, we hoped that Turkey Claus would bless us with a smooth cooking experience the following day. For the most part, he did, but not without allowing us the experience of the Thanksgiving Rite of Passage.


The mothers warned us. Grandma Karpinski reminded us:
"Don't forget to take the bag with the innards out of the turkey!"


Nick and I searched. We looked in the turkey. We felt around in the turkey. We found the neck and a little skinned sac and even took a picture and sent it to my mother! But after turkey and stuffing and gravy and potatoes and jello mold and corn and green bean casserole bloated our bellies in excruciating discomfort, Nick found the goddamn bag in the neck of the turkey. 


We were warned! We made the efforts to check!! So, Nick and I concluded with defeat that cooking the bag inside the turkey must be a rite of passage for all young thanksgiving hosts. 


The remainder of our Thanksgiving weekend was thoroughly enjoyable. I don't know how else to articulate how much I love having my husband home with me! :)


On Thanksgiving evening, Nick and I decked the halls. Our tree is twinkling. There are lights out front. Garland frames our lanai door. Just a little Christmas spirit, and our house  looks even more like a home.


All in all, it was a beautiful kick off to the holidays :)


Let the count downs commence!
Waggamuffin:  21 days until the muffin arrives and all hell breaks loose on Oahu
Grams Karpinski and Madge Starmer: 28 days! :)
Dekesterr: 45 days! 


Me ke aloha :)
M.





1 comment:

  1. omg look at all those visitors lined up! damn they are on the BALL

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