Post Edited By Moderator (Sherrine) : 11/25/2008 3:01:52 PM (GMT-7)
Ahhh...my first attempt at having Thanksgiving at my house. My parents were coming...for the first time.... for Thanksgiving. My Mom was a clean freak. We used to call her Mrs. White Glove! I started cleaning the house a week before their arrival. I was working at the time and cleaning any spare time I had. But, I did get it looking just wonderful!
Then I bought a 24 pound turkey and was going to serve it at 5:00 PM. Since I had never done a turkey before, I asked my mother-in-law when I should put the turkey in the oven and what temperature. She told me to preheat the oven at 325 degrees and put the turkey in the oven at 3:00 AM!!!! I said, "3:00 AM?" and she said yes. Soooo, I set my alarm for 2:30 AM, sleep-walk to the kitchen and start preheating my oven. Have you ever tried wrestling with a turkey in the middle of the night? Not fun. But I got the bird in the oven and went back to bed.
The next day the house was smelling so good with the turkey cooking and I was quite proud of myself. My parents arrived and were so pleased with the house. Then I went to set the table. I had to put some leaves in my pedestal table. Mom helped me pull apart the table. To my horror, there were about 50 little Milky Way wrappers under the pedestal! We had two cats and when we would have a miniature Milky Way, we would crumble the wrapper and toss it to the cats. We had no idea they were there. Oh, was I embarrassed but I continued getting things ready for dinner.
I went to take the turkey out of the pan, that had been cooking for 13 1/2 hours, and couldn't get it out of the pan. It crumbled in pieces! I had to use spatulas and ladles to get it on the platter. While I was doing that, my sister-in-law yelled to me to tell me my son was on the ceiling! My son is ADHD and we had gotten him a Spiderman cape for his birthday. He wore it all of the time. He had his cape on. He was 21 years old at the time! Noooo....just kidding! He was nearly four years old. He had put his hands on one wall and his feet on the other wall and had "walked" up the wall to the ceiling! I was busy with the turkey so I yelled for him to get down off the ceiling. Instead of walking down the wall, he curled himself in a ball and came crashing to the floor. Unfortunately my 2 1/2 year old daughter was walking down the hall at that time and never expected her brother to be falling from the "sky". Of course, as luck would have it, he landed on top of her. Both kids were screaming and crying and there was blood to be had, too.
But, we did managed to have a good Thanksgiving...my very first... We cleaned up the kids, sat down and gave thanks for our many blessings and we also got use spoons to enjoy eating my first attempt at cooking a turkey.
Post Edited (Sherrine) : 11/25/2008 3:36:44 PM (GMT-7)
OMG, Sherrine...you cooked a turkey for 13.5 hours??? I can't belive it didn't blow up in your face like the Hindenberg when you stuck a fork in it! I won't mock you, however. I cooked my first turkey with the bag of innerds still inside. Wondered why I couldn't get more than a half cup of stuffing in it!