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happy thanksgiving!
children of dune - leto 1
I'd like to state for the record that no one suffered any food-related poisonings, my turkey is (presumed) tasty, and we have enough leftovers to bliss me out for a *while*.

The apricot glaze coagulated too fast, requiring me to force spoon it onto my poor brown bird, who at this time was teh recipient of me on the edge of tears becuase it was just too brown! It still needed a glaze! My turkey is going to suck! while plopping down jelly like glaze and rubbing it down with a spoon. The process took a very long time (Mom: YOu are just going to kneel there doing that? Me: *tearful* Yes. Mom: YOu could be comfortable over-- Me: I don't *deserve* to be comfortable. Oh God, we are going to die.) But wow. Seriously, you will rarely if ever hear me say this--but oh my God, I kick serious *ass*. That was *fantastic*. I was eating the white meat and I? Do not eat white meat ever. But wow. Even my sister's slightly psychotic boyfriend re-entered the real world to compliment me, and like I said, right now, the entirety of my self-esteem rests on my ability to cook a turkey, so oh hell yes. I rock. The apricot actually worked, which I was sure it wouldn't near the end, because I figured my destiny was to prove the rule that even the failsafe recipes can fail. But there you have it. Everyone at of, told me pretty things, and left very little leftovers. I hid my pie for tomorrow. I may need to hide more turkey, cause seriously. It was *devoured*.

I'll put up my recipe tomorrow, for anyone interested in seeing what even *I* can manage without disaster.

You know what would make this day perfect? Porn. No, really.

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OMG so bored. Wanna read unbeta'd fic and then talk at me?

AIM JenntheMerry. RUN, do not walk.

Actually, it makes every day perfect.
Especially if there's a long-limbed brunette with green/brown eyes and a blond younger guy with a I-just-have-to-pinch-it butt.

You know you have to write a story about turkey now, don't you?

*BIG hugs* I'm so happy for you! That is awesome news ^_^ The only thing that I can cook well is chocolate cake, and a girl can't live on chocolate cake alone ^_~

YAY glad it all worked out for you *beams in your general direction* For future reference - maybe in ten/fifteen years when you have recovered from this time? - if your glaze was of the melted together sort heating it a little would have made it runny again.

Woo for good turkey! I can't wait to read your recipe. Since we went to my cousins' house, I'm certain my mother will be procuring a turkey breast Real Soon Now. And I'll get to make gravy, because gravy is the best stuff ever. *nods*

I'm delighted it all ended up tasting wonderful - I felt for you, I did - having had to wrestle several turkeys into dubious submission in my cooking lifetime *G*.

I have to admit, while you were describing your kneeling there, forcing the glaze onto the bird, I was smiling. But only because I've wrestled frozen solid turkey giblets out of a turkey at 6 a.m. on a day when dinner was to be at 11 a.m.

PS: I also can completely see this happening to Rodney, who would be convinced that with his IQ cooking a turkey is a SNAP, and getting in way over his head, though I'm sure John could find a creative way of using any left over apricot glazing *eg*.

I'm so glad you're turkey turned out tasty! Seriously, I've been following your turkey adventures as if they were a tbc fanfic. *g* I'm looking forward to the recipe.

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