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I have many but I'll refrain and tell just one right now. You probably had to be there but...I was about 12 or 13 and we arrived at my aunts house and my mom wanted to take a look at the turkey roasting in the oven. ( my aunt wasn't known for her cooking mind you) My mom opened the oven door, unwrapped the bird and exclaimed " Good God, you cooked it upside down!" It was the funniest looking thing. We still laugh about it but it was probably the juiciest turkey breast we have ever had. 
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DD
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I have many but I'll refrain and tell just one right now. You probably had to be there but...I was about 12 or 13 and we arrived at my aunts house and my mom wanted to take a look at the turkey roasting in the oven. ( my aunt wasn't known for her cooking mind you) My mom opened the oven door, unwrapped the bird and exclaimed " Good God, you cooked it upside down!" It was the funniest looking thing. We still laugh about it but it was probably the juiciest turkey breast we have ever had.
Your aunt probably started that whole thing about roasting "breast down"--and didn't even realize it.
dbuck
Beach Fanatic
I had both sides of the family over one year for Thanksgiving dinner. I heard my sisters laughing and my mother-in-law saying "Shuuuu, be quiet." (Nothing misses my ears.) I walked into the kitchen and asked what they were trying to keep quiet. I had cooked the turkey with that bag of gizzards and liver inside of it. 
I haven't cooked Thanksgiving dinner since.
I haven't cooked Thanksgiving dinner since.
Mango
SoWal Insider
My ENTIRE family was at my house and my sisters and I prepared this outrageous meal with ingredients that I can not even pronounce.
My mother was pleased to do absolutely nothing as she feels it is now our job and she is to be waited on. But, she decided to bring an apple pie from BJ's freshly made the afternoon before. My step father smothers everything with whip cream, ate 2 pieces of the apple pie, then we noticed that mold had accumulated under the top crust.
No one else ate the pie, and we had 3 others anyway.
For some reason we could never figure out what it was, we all got mildly sick, with the exception of my step-father who ate the moldy cake.:shock:
My mother was pleased to do absolutely nothing as she feels it is now our job and she is to be waited on. But, she decided to bring an apple pie from BJ's freshly made the afternoon before. My step father smothers everything with whip cream, ate 2 pieces of the apple pie, then we noticed that mold had accumulated under the top crust.
No one else ate the pie, and we had 3 others anyway.
For some reason we could never figure out what it was, we all got mildly sick, with the exception of my step-father who ate the moldy cake.:shock:
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Mango
SoWal Insider
Probably the first (and only) year we had Thanksgiving with my in-laws. My parents had moved out of state so we celebrated with Bob's parents. But they didn't like turkey so we had fried chicken and pizza.
That sounds like the Xmas day I had steak with my in-laws.
lindatat
quirty
We do "steak" for Xmas a lot - whole beef tenderloin cooked like a roast. Makes the best roast beef ever.
This year we are doing a Thanksgiving brunch at my parents house - last year my Mom passed out from drinking martinis while waiting for the turkey to cook, so my sister and I decided it would be better to nip that situation in the bud and eat early. Holiday meals are always an adventure in my happy dysfunctional family!!!!
Cil
Beach Fanatic
When my in-laws were alive, Thanksgiving was a command performance.
We always traveled. Later on the holiday became more and more exotic as they did their best to talk us into taking a plane for the most traveled holiday of the year.
One of the most memorable for me was the year we all went down to Santa Fe.
Possessing a young toddler, we decided to fly instead of drive from Denver.
First, we almost got bumped off our flight, and here we were with a 18 month old. They did keep us on (and no doubt bumped off some other poor souls.)
My father in law rented a car for us. What he neglected to tell us was that it was from Rent A Lemon. Halfway between Albuquerque and Santa Fe, the car broke down. This was in the days before cell phones. I sat in the car while my husband trudged off to make a call and get some help.
I think we got into Santa Fe around 1am.
The actual holiday was nice--they usually were. My in-laws, rest their loving souls, adored all the before and after drama. Someone would always end up not speaking to someone else, tempers would be short, voices would be raised.
I don't miss it that much. ;-)
We always traveled. Later on the holiday became more and more exotic as they did their best to talk us into taking a plane for the most traveled holiday of the year.
One of the most memorable for me was the year we all went down to Santa Fe.
Possessing a young toddler, we decided to fly instead of drive from Denver.
First, we almost got bumped off our flight, and here we were with a 18 month old. They did keep us on (and no doubt bumped off some other poor souls.)
My father in law rented a car for us. What he neglected to tell us was that it was from Rent A Lemon. Halfway between Albuquerque and Santa Fe, the car broke down. This was in the days before cell phones. I sat in the car while my husband trudged off to make a call and get some help.
I think we got into Santa Fe around 1am.
The actual holiday was nice--they usually were. My in-laws, rest their loving souls, adored all the before and after drama. Someone would always end up not speaking to someone else, tempers would be short, voices would be raised.
I don't miss it that much. ;-)
potatovixen
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All of mine except for one have been nice, and relatively uneventful. The most memorable would have to be that "except for one."
I had major jaw surgery about a week before Thanksgiving when I was 16, and I had just started eating solid foods again. I wasn't feeling well, so when we sat down to dinner, I sat next to my mom, because I was told by my Aunt Susan (who was hosing the dinner at her house) to "sit wherever you want."
Well, this evidently meant "If you're under 20, sit at the small table in the office," because that's where my brother and all my cousins (and an uncle or two) sat. Susan didn't sit down until everyone else had a plate, and by that time, the only seat left was at the "kids' table." She pretty much raised hell about having to sit with the kids, and chewed me out in front of the entire family for being a selfish little girl. Then my Aunt Jennifer chimed in and was like, "Why are you sitting here? Is it because you don't like any of the other kids?" My mom and dad were both pissed and telling them to let it go, and I offered to move to the small table, but Susan wouldn't let me move. Finally my brother came to my rescue and the two of us ate Thanksgiving dinner on the front porch.
Now whenever we all get together, my mom takes a seat at the kids' table so Susan will be absolutely sure not to complain about not having a seat.
I had major jaw surgery about a week before Thanksgiving when I was 16, and I had just started eating solid foods again. I wasn't feeling well, so when we sat down to dinner, I sat next to my mom, because I was told by my Aunt Susan (who was hosing the dinner at her house) to "sit wherever you want."
Well, this evidently meant "If you're under 20, sit at the small table in the office," because that's where my brother and all my cousins (and an uncle or two) sat. Susan didn't sit down until everyone else had a plate, and by that time, the only seat left was at the "kids' table." She pretty much raised hell about having to sit with the kids, and chewed me out in front of the entire family for being a selfish little girl. Then my Aunt Jennifer chimed in and was like, "Why are you sitting here? Is it because you don't like any of the other kids?" My mom and dad were both pissed and telling them to let it go, and I offered to move to the small table, but Susan wouldn't let me move. Finally my brother came to my rescue and the two of us ate Thanksgiving dinner on the front porch.
Now whenever we all get together, my mom takes a seat at the kids' table so Susan will be absolutely sure not to complain about not having a seat.