Comments on: Thanksgiving

By: Bryan

Bryan — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 21:39:33 +0000

Thanks for the Hulu reference, Lady Min. There was a problem with the pumpkin crop this year, which will translate into a shortage in canned pumpkin next year. That means I’ll have to actually buy and cook pumpkin for pies, if I can find an “eating” pumpkin among the jack-o-lantern stock in most stores.

Well, I haven’t seen a rodent in forever, so they are still working at their primary job, replacing the snakes, but the doves are really annoying at 5AM.

By: hipparchia

hipparchia — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 06:38:05 +0000

Does damage to the killer image of feral cats everywhere. yep. cats, feral or not, know when they've got a good deal and they're quite happy to let someone else do all the work. .-= last blog ..Happy Thanksgiving =-.

By: LadyMin

LadyMin — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 06:12:04 +0000

Happy Thanksgiving everyone. I made turkey and ravioli... yum. Pumpkins are in short supply this year so it was apple pie here. The turkey episode is on Hulu, btw. .-= last blog ..Happy Thanksgiving =-.

By: Bryan

Bryan — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 05:08:22 +0000

I wish the outdoor crew would, at a minimum, give pause to the gangs of doves who are gobbling down the kibble at the outdoor feeding bowls.

Occasionally you will see the remains of one, but every afternoon there are a dozen or so doves perching on the side of the big feeding dishes and having an all they can eat buffet, while cats are lazing around. It’s really not something you would want to see. Does damage to the killer image of feral cats everywhere.

By: hipparchia

hipparchia — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 04:24:38 +0000

curmudgeon cat would probably be willing to take out an entire turkey farm for you, though he prefers to snatch his poultry out of the sky. .-= last blog ..Happy Thanksgiving =-.

By: Bryan

Bryan — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 02:49:38 +0000

The Left Coast seemed rather bereft of traditional American cuisine when I lived there, Jim. I know you can’t get a decent pumpkin pie unless you make it yourself, and there wasn’t a store in San Diego that sold ground cinnamon. I had to buy sticks and grind it myself. You also have to look far and wide to find pumpkin, instead of pumpkin pie filling, which is vile stuff. They also don’t sell lard, and I don’t know how you can make a proper pie crust without lard, as everything else melts and burns at the wrong temperature.

Happy T-day, Steve. I wasn’t going to leave a happy comment on a post about Newt.

Think of it this way, Аня, a turkey died, and that’s all that really matters. I always feed the cats turkey stuff on this day in hopes they will some day raid a turkey farm. 😉

By: Anya

Anya — Fri, 27 Nov 2009 01:23:57 +0000

Ha-ha, Bryan!

We had turkey today: one of those “parts is parts” frozen turkey things with it’s own gravy in it’s own aluminum foil roasting pan. Instant stuffing, too. The cats licked the plates. I think someone watched the football game.

Talk about your bare-bones holiday. 😀

By: Steve Bates

Steve Bates — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 22:39:36 +0000

Happy T-day, Bryan and all of you out there... whether "T" is for Thanksgiving, turkey or tofu. Around here, we're stuffed, and enjoying the clear if slightly chilly weather. .-= last blog ..A Newt Burden On Freedom =-.

By: JimD

JimD — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 22:07:38 +0000

The turkey tacos are wonderful… with guacamole… of course.

Happy Thanksgiving

By: Bryan

Bryan — Thu, 26 Nov 2009 21:47:59 +0000

In reply to Badtux.

There was a time when at 6AM I was saying “You are listening in to WRCU, the sound of the Chenago Valley at 640 kilohertz on your AM dial… and now the morning new…” which was read from the canary yellow paper roll off the AP feed with minor edits, then it was time to hit go on turntable 1 which had the Zombies “She’s not there”, followed by a short intro into the Rock Your Morning show, followed by what ever looked interesting from the pile of new 45s, an ad for the Bluebird Cafe, and then, maybe, shift to the carefully arranged and timed records put in the booth by the program manager. Ah, the good old days…