It is Thanksgiving Day here in the USA. I would like to wish all of my fellow bloggers in the USA a Happy Thanksgiving Day. I realize that due to COVID Thanksgiving might not be the same. Some states have draconian lockdown rules. Travel is not the same.
For my fellow bloggers in other countries, Thanksgiving Day in the U.S. is one of the biggest holidays of the year. It is a time that families come together often traveling to visit.
Many bloggers will post what they are thankful for and that is wonderful. I felt more like posting a humorous story about a Thanksgiving in the past. Hopefully it will give someone a smile or a laugh.
Many years ago, I decided to cook a Thanksgiving lunch for my weekend groups. I invited all of the people who came to my weekend groups and their spouses/families. I had it all planned and had even bought two large turkeys.
There was a restaurant that served red potatoes cooked with some of the skins still on. I loved those potatoes. So I decided to boil some red potatoes to make mashed potatoes.
I put the two large turkeys in the oven and began boiling a huge pot of potatoes. Then I realized one little problem. I did not know how to tell when the turkeys were done cooking. Since I was in the kitchen in my church basement, I had an idea.
I went up to the main floor hoping to find one of the women from the church. I found one. It was my friend Kris. I asked her a questions, “Kris how do I know when turkeys are done?”
She answered with a question similar to ones I have heard many times, “Why what are you doing?”
I explained I was trying to cook a Thanksgiving lunch for my weekend groups. She came down and saw what perhaps was a disaster area in her mind. She took over.
She explained to me that one has to wash potatoes before boiling them and that was why there was dirt floating on the top. She also explained it takes longer to cook turkeys than to boil potatoes. I realized I was out of my league. I let her know if she helped me she could invite her family to join us.
The meal ended up being a success. My international friends enjoyed the experience. Kris’s family enjoyed a meal and I was happy that God had placed someone in my path who knew what they were doing.
So who wants me to cook for them?
Happy Thanksgiving America. Thank you for reading. God Bless.