2004-11-30 - 11:19 a.m.
Fore the most part, my T-day was pretty good. My lovely wife and I wentover to my sisters and had a great time. But just, like everyone else, I get a little “family-ed-out”. I spent the day trying to watch the game, only to have my 5 year old nephew trying to give me “wet-willies”, -God, when I taught him that, I’d thought he’d scamper off to annoy someone else. No such luck. I spent 3 hours with a five years olds wet, onion dip encrusted finger stuck in my ear. He thought it was a riot.
How was your Thanksgiving?
Had enough of the in-laws? Too many rug rats running around and slobbering up all the decent hors d’ourves and sticking thier snot covered fingers in the onion dip (or your ear)? Were your hog jowls over done? Were you forced to eat Aunt Betty’s Greenbean-anchovie-turnip casserole? Did your good for nothing brother in law drink all the decent beer? Worse yet, were you forced once again to sit at the kiddie table?
It’s ok boobie. I understand
I’m starting a new tradition. It’s The Day After Thanksgiving Party. A party where everyone is invited, but no one can be related, and everyone has to be over 21.
I know, I know, you’re saying, “You’re a friggin’ genius”.
And I’d have to agree. Many, many times I say that about myself. It’s about time others started to say it too.
I’ve been doing the after turkey day get together for a few years now. Each year it picks up a bit more momentum.
The day after Turkey day, I invite friends over for dinner and a few drinks. We can bitch about our families, drink just a bit too much and de-compress. Hooray! It’s Andy’s After Thanksgiving Day No Family Allowed Turkey Fest!
I got to work on the name of the party…. “Andy’s after Thanksgiving Day No Family Allowed Turkey Fest”…is just too long and awkward. I think I will call it “Turkeypalooza”.
The best part of Turkeypalooza is the deep fried turkey. I guess in many parts of the country, where you can still marry your first cousin this is considered passé, but here in the North East, it’s still pretty much unique.
Just like the pilgrims, we marinate the turkey in Cajun spices, deep fry it, and serve with seasonal micro beers. The women drink cosmopolitians. Then we all dance around naked. Nothing like a traditional Turkeypalooza dinner.Captain Miles Standish would be proud.
If you’ve never had deep fried turkey, get your ass over to my place next year for Turkeypalooza!
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