Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Ch-Ch-Changes

“How about some year we try a fried turkey?”

You could here the audible gasps from my family at the audacity of my new husbands suggestion. Heaven and Earth, are the shades of Pemberly to be thus polluted? I mean, does he not know? At the McCullough household, turkeys are not fried. Turkeys are baked. They are basted, they are prepared hours in advance with the utmost of care to produce a golden delicious turkey so fine and moist that your eyes water as well as your mouth. Thanksgiving is not an event. Thanksgiving is The Event (Continue reading at An American Front Porch).

1 comment:

Sarah said...

UK, that was so awesome. It made me really miss the days of my own extended family's Thanksgiving.

Happy Thanksgiving to you!