Stuffin'

Jules · Post by **Jules** » November 24th, 2006, 10:09 am

Who ate what??
We had turkey and some friends went and got two ducks. Not just prepped ducks, these had their heads and feet. Woog. But deep fried, yum.
Owen was morbidly fascinated with the heads. Duck is good.
And I made a killer butternut squash and green apple soup with fresh sage.
And of course the cranberry relish.
It was a good night. I wish I had realized earlier ya'll were all hanging, but my moms is in town, anyway. She's a quiet lady.

arthursimone · Post by **arthursimone** » November 24th, 2006, 11:45 am

I was tricked!!! tricked!

I should've known something was up when I woke up yesterday and there was only fruit salad being made... we went to my family's church potluck thanksgiving!

now don't get me wrong, there was a huge selection, there was a terrific fried turkey and a corn pudding that nobody born north of memphis could ever understand and an apple pie some stranger brought that made me want to make friends, all the food was tops.

but church, they took me to church. i was schnookered, hoodwinked! my skin still burns!

after the meal was finished, some lady read the story of thanksgiving, tame and fair enough, but as soon as she closed that book and another lady headed for the fellowship hall piano, I knew I was done for! In a mad dash for the free, rich secular air of the outside, I barely escaped what was to be a solid 20 minutes of hymn singing.

when it was over, I went back inside for more pie.

Jules · Post by **Jules** » November 24th, 2006, 12:51 pm

ouch.

Brian Boyko · Post by **Brian Boyko** » November 24th, 2006, 3:28 pm

arthursimone wrote:I was tricked!!! tricked!

I should've known something was up when I woke up yesterday and there was only fruit salad being made... we went to my family's church potluck thanksgiving!

Seriously, if my parents pulled that on me, I'd just not attend - or better still, I'd make a scene, getting to the podium, making a speech about how: A) Thankgiving is not a pretext for pushing other people's beliefs on someone, and B) I find the entire idea of God to be idiotic, absurd, and worst of all flagrantly dangerous.

If I hadn't been dragged off by then, I'd then say: "How many more archetects and engineers flying planes into building will it take before people realise that religious terrorism is caused by religion, not poverty?"

Mike · Post by **Mike** » November 24th, 2006, 3:44 pm

Brian Boyko wrote: Seriously, if my parents pulled that on me, I'd just not attend - or better still, I'd make a scene, getting to the podium, making a speech about how: A) Thankgiving is not a pretext for pushing other people's beliefs on someone, and B) I find the entire idea of God to be idiotic, absurd, and worst of all flagrantly dangerous.

If I hadn't been dragged off by then, I'd then say: "How many more archetects and engineers flying planes into building will it take before people realise that religious terrorism is caused by religion, not poverty?"

Please tell me you can create a Christmas version of this tirade. I need a card that says "Up yours" in that oh so special holiday way.

ChrisTrew.Com · Post by **ChrisTrew.Com** » November 24th, 2006, 4:04 pm

I ate at a buffet where the salmon jumped inside my mouth and slid inside my throat. I also ate pie.

Jules · Post by **Jules** » November 24th, 2006, 5:47 pm

The sad ass thing is that festal holidays should (in my mind) serve a spiritual (name your flava) purpose. Gathering together over harvest bounty with people that you love, to me, is inherently sacred and at times profane, and at times all of that at the same time.
I guess a lot of folks find that in the old fashioned religion they were brought up with and I can find a modicum of pleasure in southern christian music and casseroles. But in this day and age, and with what I know about politics and cultural construction, I tend to get far too rankled at the innate hypocracy (which I can't spell) of organized religion, and when I get rankled, if I don't boil over, then I simmer far too aggressively and get a stomach ache.
I think one of the reasons I love to cook and to feed people and certainly a main reason I love theater, is that I have no "church" to speak of, other than the joining of friends and laughter and support and the intimate connection that occurs when playing and dining together.

But then, I"m pagan like that.

sara farr · Post by **sara farr** » November 24th, 2006, 10:11 pm

Turkey
Mashed potatoes (galore)
Gravy
Stuffing (meaty & vegi)
Real cranberry sauce
Spinach Salad (walnuts/feta/grapes/dressing)
Stuffed Mushrooms
Greenbean casserole
Rolls
Red & White Wine
Pumpkin, Pecan, & Apple Pie
German Chocolate Cake
Ice Cream

No religious stuff, just family togetherness and visiting. We ate & talked for 2 days. Walked to the park several times. Then I came home. I will not need to eat the rest of the week.

HerrHerr · Post by **HerrHerr** » November 25th, 2006, 7:38 pm

Crow. I ate crow.

Miggy · Post by **Miggy** » November 27th, 2006, 5:36 pm

I have a very small family (the entire extended family can and once did ride around in a minivan), so my Aunt decided to pad the ranks at the table with a couple of strangers. I'm cool with this but wish someone would have told me before we arrived. Anyway, I told this one person I did improv back in Austin and he asked me 'have you ever heard of a group called 'second city'?' Apparently he saw them on a cruise ship and the following year took another cruise and liking the entertainment the first time around decided to go see what these 'second city' people could do up next. He said he started to hear similarities when taking suggestions and then was astonished to see the whole show was the same. It was dressed up as improv and the audience was made to think it was...but it wasn't....and it wasn't even updated in a year either. This made me angry. Isn't there an improvisor code of ethics? Grrr....

Anyway...I ate lots of mashed potatoes and stuffing and stuff also. My family has a strange tradition of making something called a Waldorf salad which is a terrible concoction of apples, marshmellows, grapes, walnuts and maybe something else. Everyone else loves it, but I usually pass.

HerrHerr · Post by **HerrHerr** » November 27th, 2006, 6:14 pm

[quote="Miggy"]He said he started to hear similarities when taking suggestions and then was astonished to see the whole show was the same. It was dressed up as improv and the audience was made to think it was...but it wasn'tquote]

Oh, we're not supposed to do that? Maybe that's why Foolish Mortals kicked me out.

Oh, well...sorry...

Miggy · Post by **Miggy** » November 27th, 2006, 6:33 pm

did you plant people in your audience to give you the same suggestions night after night?

Mo Daviau · Post by **Mo Daviau** » November 27th, 2006, 6:34 pm

My family has a strange tradition of making something called a Waldorf salad which is a terrible concoction of apples, marshmellows, grapes, walnuts and maybe something else. Everyone else loves it, by I usually pass.

Waldorf Salad has an AMAZING history. The Oscar of the Waldorf biography is perhaps one of the most intriguing American culinary tales of the 20th century!

That said, that shit is nasty.

HerrHerr · Post by **HerrHerr** » November 27th, 2006, 10:06 pm

Miggy wrote:did you plant people in your audience to give you the same suggestions night after night?

We had a boom box hidden in the back of the audience which I controlled with a remote device.

The voice on the recording was Dave Buckman speaking through a Smurf pillow.

I was the only one whose words were scripted. Maybe that's why the "Micheal Jackson on a unicycle" show went horribly, horribly wrong.

kbadr · Post by **kbadr** » November 28th, 2006, 12:27 am

Miggy wrote:My family has a strange tradition of making something called a Waldorf salad which is a terrible concoction of apples, marshmellows, grapes, walnuts and maybe something else. Everyone else loves it, by I usually pass.

Any Fawlty Towers fans will know what's in a Waldorf Salad.

Celery, apples, walnuts, grapes. In mayonnaise.