Turkey Day

DSIL (Darling Sister-In-Law) hosted Thanksgiving festivities at her home. We arrived on Wednesday afternoon; The Colonel's parents were already there.

We had the traditional fare...

The turkey was delicious despite the moniker I gave it while DSIL was preparing it...FRANKENTURKEY.

Frankenturkey was missing some skin on its breast, so DSIL had to cut excess skin from the neck area to cover the breast.

DSIL then prepared Frankenturkey in her traditional way...She fills the body cavity with ice and then pours butter all over the turkey's outside...which results in a delicious and moist bird.

Between meals and naps we played games during the long weekend. We played Scattergories, Pictionary, Dominoes and a computer game called Peggle.

We also did a little shopping, but not on Black Friday...we avoided that mess like the Black Plague.

Our traditional Thanksgiving food was very delicious but I have to say the gastronomical highlight of the weekend was the Indian food we ate on Saturday for lunch. It was just The Colonel, Yam, Spud and I who indulged; DSIL and The Colonel's parents opted out and stayed home to dine on leftovers for lunch.

Each bite of the Indian cuisine was an explosion of flavor. We have eaten at other Indian restaurants and think this one is by far the best. I wish it were closer to home.

I had a nice Thanksgiving holiday. I was thankful for having my little family back together again and being able to visit with The Colonel's family over the long weekend.

(I forgot to include this little poem, when I posted this blog entry, that was read by The Colonel's father before we began to eat)...

May your stuffing be tasty

May your turkey be plump

May your tators and gravy have never a lump

May your yams be delicious

And your pies take a prize

And may your Thanksgiving dinner stay off your thighs