I am at my folks' house waiting to eat, drinking a Founder's Breakfast Stout. Haven't slept at all today, and I worked last night. The alcohol seems to be helping, though.
Just got home. Trying to get a beer down around all the food in me right now. They always make me eat more than I wanted to. I say I'm full, but it doesn't ever matter. I get that shocked 'what's the matter, you didn't like it?' look. So I have seconds of nearly everything. But I've gotten smart over the years. I put small amounts of everything the first time and then the second time also. So I'm actually only having one big meal. I have to do that because I know what comes next.. PIE TIME! :chef: As the pies rolled out I ran my plate, all my silverware, and even my napkin into the kitchen saying nope, thankyou, I'm stuffed. But by the time I got back there was a new little plate with a napkin and fork waiting for me. I said it again -"No thankyou, I'm stuffed." ~"Oh don't be silly LOL, always room for pie, etc, etc." :bobby: Guess who was choking down the first slab of pie.. I did have a great time though. I hope you all did, or will today also. :2thumbsup:
considering thanksgiving is really nothing other than another day, you must find every day boring and stupid. sounds depressing. seems like being a restaurant cook for 20 years would make you not want to help or do anything in the kitchen.
http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/82925578/ ^ watch it ^ ^ happy thanks giving..!! a month later...
I suggest changing the calendar to having a Black Thursday followed by Thanksgiving on Friday. That way, everyone who didn't get pepper-sprayed, trampled, tasered, or shot and killed on Black Thursday can give thanks.
The Pilgrims landed in Plymouth Massachusetts in 1620 (Plymouth Rock) They would have died without the help of the native americans so in celebration of the fruitful harvest of 1621, they sat down with the Indians to a great feast. And ever since then the white man has fucked them over at every opportunity Hotwater