I thought it would be fun to hear stories about fixing your first Thanksgiving turkey.
My parents were always a part of our holiday celebrations, so my mother always did the turkey and pies, I did the rest. Even when we moved an hour away she still did the turkey and brought it with her.
Well one year she got mad at me. I never would mistreat my mom, I respected her and honored her but she was very controlling and I finally had to say enough which she did not like so she refused to come to my home for Thanksgiving. Poor Dad had no choice, he had to stay with her.
It turned out to be a good thing. Hubby and I had to fix our first turkey. We knew what to do and that really helped but I never would have guessed we would have so much fun doing it. We talked to each other like Julia Child, laughed and really had a grand time.
The turkey was really good and in the end it was my mother who did not have a good Thanksgiving. So sad when people can't get past their "what about me" syndrome.
Well Mom came around before Christmas (I knew she would for she had to be with kids on Christmas) and they spent every Thanksgiving and Christmas with us until Mom passed away. And I will never forget that Thanksgiving for hubby and I really enjoyed our cooking experience. Since then I have learned it's much easier to cook just a turkey breast, forget about the whole turkey. And hubby loves my cooking (I think he's just use to it by now, LOL)
My parents were always a part of our holiday celebrations, so my mother always did the turkey and pies, I did the rest. Even when we moved an hour away she still did the turkey and brought it with her.
Well one year she got mad at me. I never would mistreat my mom, I respected her and honored her but she was very controlling and I finally had to say enough which she did not like so she refused to come to my home for Thanksgiving. Poor Dad had no choice, he had to stay with her.
It turned out to be a good thing. Hubby and I had to fix our first turkey. We knew what to do and that really helped but I never would have guessed we would have so much fun doing it. We talked to each other like Julia Child, laughed and really had a grand time.
The turkey was really good and in the end it was my mother who did not have a good Thanksgiving. So sad when people can't get past their "what about me" syndrome.
Well Mom came around before Christmas (I knew she would for she had to be with kids on Christmas) and they spent every Thanksgiving and Christmas with us until Mom passed away. And I will never forget that Thanksgiving for hubby and I really enjoyed our cooking experience. Since then I have learned it's much easier to cook just a turkey breast, forget about the whole turkey. And hubby loves my cooking (I think he's just use to it by now, LOL)