Wednesday, December 1, 2010

It's Official

Well everyone it is official I am a grown up.  My first Thanksgiving was wildly successful and I am so thankful for everything.  The first thing my girlfriends said to me was how cooking Thanksgiving was a rite of passage to womanhood.  I laughed and said I just blogged that. Life has been crazy this week and it is only Wednesday, but even though the rain is pouring down I have a smile on my face.  Life is surprising me and I'm delighted by this.

Carving my first turkey
First things first I'm sure you all want to know all about my wonderful meal.  Guest arrived between 1 and 4.  I was happily cooking in the kitchen with football in the background.  The final guest arrived just as I was finished carving the turkey. Which was the best turkey any of us had ever eaten.  My roommate told me that it tasted like chicken (I guess this is a good thing).  I'm not really a fan of turkey and I loved it too.  I said something along these lines and then realized that it sounded like I was fishing for a compliment.  The meal was amazing I made turkey, stuffing, roasted root vegetables, Brussels sprouts, mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce.  My friends brought mac and cheese and corn bake casserole. The food was amazing and we happily sat in a food coma for an hour or so.
Thanksgiving Day Spread

Then around 8 my friend got a phone call from a guy that she invited who was without family for this Thanksgiving.  There are no words that can describe Chad.  He was special.  I give the best directions ever.  I'm not just saying this.  When it comes to directions I can get anyone anywhere.  Also if you get off at the right place my apartment is a straight shot from the subway. Chad had been wandering for hours in Queens or so he said.  I tried to give him directions over the phone but even that was to much for dear Chad. We finally gave up and the girls, yes that's right, the four girls who had never meet this guy who seemed to be rather drunk went to pick him up.  When we got to Chad he was telling us all about how he was planning on buying us blue roses but the blue roses at my bodega were not good blue roses because they were obviously dipped in food coloring.  According to Chad the blue roses in the Bronx (but he doesn't live in the Bronx) look so real that he was shocked to learn that there aren't really blue roses.  Thus, began our night with Chad.  It really just got stranger from there.  Words cannot describe.  He almost came to blows with my mother because she said Colorado was part of the Dust Bowl.  My mother has been teaching American History for 20 years.  Needless to say we ended the night mostly just listening to Chad and then looking at each other with the WTF expression on our faces. So, my friends and I have been living off Chad stories for the week.  I think the people who were not at my Thanksgiving are sick of hearing about him.

All and all this years Thanksgiving will go down as one of my favorite Thanksgivings yet.  It was weird not being with family, but it was also rather nice being in a room full of friends I see frequently.  I didn't have to answer any questions about my dating life or what I'm doing for my career.  I'm thankful my parents came.  It was so nice to show my family why I stay in this city and struggle and scrape together rent.  I think most of all it was nice for them to see me in my element and for them to see the life I have made for myself here.  I realized that I have so many things to be thankful for after Thanksgiving.  2010 has been a weird year but as it comes to a close I have to say that for all the struggle it has been one of the better ones.


  1. Megs looks like such great tucker and a great day all around.

    Certainly memorable!


  2. Wow. I need to grow up and cook my first tofurkey. Maybe next year!!

    I've been thinking about you. It'll take me a while but I'll catch up! Can't wait to hear your next story!

  3. Thanks! It's been a while since I have had the urge to post but I feel something in my fingers. Hope all is going well with you!