Loading ...First let me get this out of the way: The answer to the question “Would you like some giblets with that?” is always NO!
For a person who hates television, its strange that my fondest thanksgiving memory involves not a turkey, not a joyful family gathering, but a television set. Well… a television set and my best friend, Richard the Previous. One thanksgiving, R the P and I spent a full 24 hours watching an MST3K marathon. When dinner was ready, we rushed to our respective family’s homes, ate quickly, then we were back at my weird little Hardeman Ave apartment, finishing up the marathon. In fact, I seem to remember keeping the TV on at my mother’s house, so that pesky Thanksgiving dinner wouldn’t distract me too much from the celestial joys of Mystery Science Theatre 3000.
Thank you, R the P, for my most touching thanksgiving memory.
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Glad to oblige. I remember that as well. It was billed as a Turkey Day marathon, since the shows were, well, all turkeys.
It was, one of the best Thanksgivings ever!
Well I hope you have a nice Thanksgiving this year. With your pumpkin pies. We’re having a pumpkin pie too - made with…. *sigh* Paula Dean’s recipe. And I was forced to look up the recipe on her website. My IP address has been logged on Paula Dean’s website. I hang my head in shame.
Now y’all!
That’s what Paula Dean says.
A lot.
Mojo is cooking the pumpkin pies tonight because you have to let the spices settle for 24 hours in order for them to permeate the pies and taste delicious.
We’re having
Turkey (I mean, who isn’t)
Dressing (there is a raging debate about Sage — Mojo’s family is sageful, mine was sageless)
Cranberry Sauce (or as an ex of mine called it tin can Cranberry mold, which always brought to mind moldy cranberries)
Greenbean casserole (apparently some midwestern thing my daughter picked up during her time with some Midwesterner. The Cranberry Mold ex of mine called it a “hot dish”
Macaroni and cheese (another thing my family never, ever had, and it ain’t Kraft. It is kind where you layer noodles and cheese and home made cheese sauce)
Deviled Eggs (we like to really devil them, make them HOT)
and Pumpkin Pie for dessert
We used to make creamed potatoes, but we decieded that would be excessive this year.
Another tradition we have is to have chili the day before because it is easier to make and requires so little cooking, but we’re breaking tradition this year!
No chili.
We’re having:
Turkey (the turkey I won in the raffle)
Dressing - we’re sageless.
probably butterbeans (I’ll be disappointed if not)
Mashed potatoes
cranberry sauce
and for dessert a choice of
pumpkin pie
chocolate pie or
pecan pie.
I will most likely choose pecan pie.
mmmmmm…
oh, and some sort of congealed salad… eeek.
Congealed salad is disgusting! I have this theory that there are some things our parents’ generation enjoy simply because they were too poor to afford sweets or they hadn’t invented them yet. Ambrosia is the prime offender. That congealed salad is another. If my father could be excited about getting an orange for Christmas, then he would naturally think ambrosia was a treat and not some vile compote!
I know that sounds spoiled and whiny, but there are some holiday treats that have no other explanation. They simply aren’t tasty.
But I’ll tell you what is tasty–sweet potato souffle, which i forgot to mention we’re having. Mojo calls sweet potato compote, but the name makes it no less delicious!
Ambrosia and congealed salad are horrifying. I’d rather cut out my tongue than eat them. Ewwww…
Sweet potato souffle kicks ass. We usually have that too. I hope we are tomorrow.
Mmmmm… Sweet potato souffle. Can’t believe I forgot it earlier.
Mojo and I used to cook Thanksgiving dinner for the displaced or familyless among our friends in graduate school. Too bad you aren’t here, Che. You certainly are displaced. Now our graduate school friends have children of their own, even the gay ones, so we don’t have those huge gatherings any more.
update: potato salad not mashed potatoes, and we ARE having macaroni and cheese.
I wish I were there too. We could rent 24 hours of mst3k. and eat sweet potato souffle. mmmm….
The perfect Thanksgiving!
Well, since I’m playing catch-up on this dialogue, I suppose I will have to make my comments in one fell swoop:
Congealed salad is wrong, wrong, wrong! Many of the other desserts our parents and grandparents like at the holiday-times are also wrong and potentially evil, as they distract from the good desserts. Thankfully, many in our families have adjusted to the newer space-age desserts.
All pies are good. In fact, I am seriously craving some pecan pie right now, but pecans in that quantity will likely make me rather ill. I haven’t even had a Stuckey’s Pecan Log From Hell in years and years because this stupid sensitivity. Now, THAT is a dessert. If you have to cut off 0.5 inch slices as your serving size, it’s serious business. After three slices in, you feel like having your stomach pumped. A minor annoyance…
MST3K is the best. I was sorely disappointed when they called it quits. Still, better to go out on top, I guess. An MST3K marathon at Thanksgiving would be awesome.
We wish you could be here with us, Che. The festivities continue even post-turkey… We do not shop for bargains, so we’re just lazing about, mostly… and feasting on leftovers, glorious leftovers! Well, they’re only glorious when the food is all homemade deliciousness.
Holiday Question: Why can’t American shows follow the grand British tradition of making a Christmas Special at least? I ask because even though MST3K isn’t on the air anymore, perhaps they could just make one show per year…? P-L-E-A-S-E?! Oh well, it was worth a shot.