I’ve been sitting on these pics for a couple of weeks now as I thought y’all might like to see a turkey shot down (figuratively). These pics were taken when we were living in Drury. We’d seen this guy once before but hadn’t had the camera ready. The next time we were much luckier…. although I don’t think he was.
Being that New Zealand is 18 hours ahead of the eastern seaboard, we had our Thanksgiving dinner yesterday. I cooked for seven Kiwis and it came out all right if I do say so myself. Marc was impressed as he’s never seen me cook for so many people before. Kinda hard to do that if you ever saw our place in DC. Too small and not enough space to even put 7 people and their plates. There were some challenges. We ended up with a chicken as turkey is not a big thing here. Our flatmate Jane had called around and found a place that had frozen turkey breasts but time was getting short by then. Also never did find french fried onions for the green bean casserole ( don’t believe they are available in this country), and the cranberry sauce Marc found came in a tiny jar.
Then the oven played hard to get for a while. After having the pies in for almost 50 minutes they were still liquid and the oven was barely warm. Had to turn the oven up to max before it would cook anything, but it did finally work out. I don’t think too many folks tried the casserole as I screwed up and left the lid on the whole time it was in the oven. Unfortunately, it didn’t look too appetizing after that. However, nobody complained, the wine flowed freely and mom’s pecan pie recipe went over like gangbusters at dessert. Here’s a picture of the satiated group.
And you know what the best part is, don’t you? Leftovers!