all stuffed up

Thursday, nov. 23, 2006   |   0 comments

Dinner went okay! The apple chestnut stuffing was toothsome, the turkey was somehow moist (even though after just two hours in the oven, the meat fell off the bone at the base of the drumstick — like a girl kicking off the stirrups of her stirrup pants, circa 1988 — which filled me with much unease), the mashed potatoes were tops, even the gravy sort of worked. Surprise! The roasted brussel sprouts, on the other hand, were mildly overdone, and the pumpkin pie was a little…loose, but my mom’s baby carrots with lemon ginger sauce and her green beans with pecans more than made up for my wobbles.

We had a little wine, and beer, and lingonberry-apple fizzy drink, and my dad and stepmother brought a gigantor bouqyay of sunflowers and Marbles and Piggy both wore their flirty Fall scarves for almost two whole hours before they lost their minds. It was all so nice! Maybe it’s time to tackle my own hundred-mile meal? (That was sick, huh, how smooth I segued into a link to my favorite Paul’s odd little article up at Wired News? Almost as smooth as how he managed to work a nod to Oulipo into an article about food, which in turn he managed to work onto a site about technology.)