Happy Thanksgiving!

I always wondered what my first Thanksgiving where I actually had to cook a turkey would be like.  Well, I never imagined that it would be in Egypt; nor did I imagine that the turkey would be imported, cost $50 and be "slaughtered with a sharp knife according to Islamic rights;" that I would have to pull the turkey's heart out of its butt, or make stuffing from scratch.  Well, I've given my imagination the day off, because "my first Thanksgiving on my own" is no longer a figment of my imagination.  I am proud to say that it is a reality and (dare I venture so far as to say) was even a success!

My roomie and I cooked a turkey with no meat thermometer and no idea how much the turkey weighed.  We just sort of ballparked (and lived to tell about it!).  I should mention that this momentous occasion also marks the first time that either of us ever cooked meat!  We felt that Thanksgiving was an appropriate time to start.  We also cooked yummy veggies and mashed potatoes and stuffing!  After my letter to Pepperidge Farms in 4th grade, claiming that stuffing was my favorite food in the whole wide world, I somehow felt that this was my chance to really get to know stuffing and to make it myself.  I hadn't a clue how to make stuffing.  Luckily, my stuffing intuition guided me through the process of chopping bread into cubes, chopping onions and carrots, adding olive olive oil, butter a chicken bullion cube and spices and the stuffing somehow actually ended up tasting like stuffing!

We had some good friends over, made a poster of all the things we have to thankful for and just generally made merry.