Archive for November 28th, 2009
The First Family Thanksgiving – Origins of the Gobblenator
2009 will be a year that will forever stick out in my mind. It was the year that my daughter was born. It was the year that I didn’t loose my job in our crazy economy. It was the last year I had to think about how to say the year (Twenty-Ten? ‘10? 2010? O-10? 10?). And it was the year where I celebrated my first family Thanksgiving. For all the ups and down of 2009, my life has truly been amazing lately and it’s all about the little things. That is why this Thanksgiving, I’m thankful for my new family.
But there is one part of Thanksgiving that I’m truly petrified of and that’s cutting the turkey. When I was little, my father used to cut the turkey that my mom has spent all day making. He’d whip out his knifes, power dicers and cut that bird like it was nothing. I’d sit there and watch as he’d cut it into perfect slices: man sized pieces for himself, petite slices for my mother and plenty of random lengths for the 3 kids. To put it frankly, my Dad was a superhero of turkey proportions. He was the Gobblenator.
