A couple of weeks ago it was pumpkins, now it's turkeys.
All over the US turkeys have been hiding, hopelessly, in corners..... it's Thanksgiving!
This is a very nice American tradition, since here is a festival that doesn't involve huge (well, not much anyway) commercial hype and the accumulation of lots of loot. Rather, the idea is to get together with friends and family and enjoy a meal together in thankfulness. But what a meal!
Once again we found ourselves at the house of John, Jo's boss, where he and Joanne generously threw their house open and invited a crowd of friends and colleagues. We were there before midday so that Jac could get a large turkey in the oven, make stuffing etc. As well as the turkey there was a chicken on the rotisserie barbecue, a ham and a raft of vegetables including a green bean casserole (thanks, Lorena), then various pies and pavlovas for dessert.
Jac and Jean doing desperate things to the turkey.
Ready for the oven. (Sorry, I missed the shot of it coming out!)
Preparing the delicious stuffing.
Chestnuts, bacon, celery, bread etc etc Yum.
Big kitchen, communal effort. But Jac is chef.
Having watched the Macey's parade and the Philadelphia dog show on TV (traditional entertainment at Thanksgiving), and been out for a walk, we sat down to eat at around 4.00 pm, sixteen in all, not counting Roo, who was only an interested (but a very interested) spectator. We were still eating, off and on, and trying to understand American football after 7.00. Young Marty Roo did very well, having a couple of short sleeps and being passed around most females in the room. He enjoys a social occasion.
Watching the Macey's Parade
Lorena's Mum, Linda, brought Roo his very own turkey. He knew exactly what to do with it.
Table set for sixteeen.
All ready to serve.
On your marks..... Just after the Thanksgiving Toast.