Saturday, November 18, 2006

Talkin' Turkey

So on Monday, the agency where I work is planning on making Thanksgiving Dinner for as many of our clients as can make it over to our humble drop-in space in scenic North Philadelphia (the neighborhood apparently is referred to as "The Badlands" by those who live there). Largely, we all donate the food that's served, "we" being the staff at the agency. So this weekend, I'm making three turkeys, lots of stuffing, my stepmother's amazing baked pineapple (using a wheelbarrow full of sugar), sweet potatoes, and succotash.

Until this past Wednesday, I was thinking that we had a week to go before Thanksgiving. But no! Here it is, upon us once again. So this weekend, the Baron kindly agreed to come up here and help out with the cooking.

For Thanksgiving proper, it's looking to be a quiet affari, just my father and I. I put the word out at church that if anyone is knows of anyone whose going to be solo for Thanksgiving, there's room around the Kramer table and the eatin' is good.

So far, no takers.

And of course, next weekend, one week from today, is Santa Saturday, the local leather-bear event put on by the Bucks MC. That means that for Just One Day of the year, the inebriate twinks at the Cartwheel will have to find something else to do, to make way for all the bears and leatherfolk who converge on their watering hole. And of course, it also means meatball sandwiches!!! We're talkin' not just the best meatball sandwiches you've ever had, but the best meatball sandwiches imaginable. And they're only $3!!! I love those meatball sandwiches. Some dedicated member of the Bucks MC is probably hard at work right now making the sauce.

But wait! There's more!

Santa Saturday also features a charity auction. And this is the way the charity auction tends to go:

Auction Item: Leather pride flag granny afgan
Auction Item: Leather jock strap
Auction Item: Gay pride flag granny afgan
Auction Item: Dinner for two at an over-priced New Hope restaurant
Auction Item: Granny afgan with reindeer and snowflakes
Auction Item: Leather jock strap
Auction Item: Bear pride flag granny afgan
Auction Item: NYPD insignia granny afgan
Auction Item: Gift basket of emoluments from bath shop
Auction Item: Granny afgan depicting a meatball sandwich
Auction Item: Free teeth cleaning at a local dentist
Auction Item: Granny afgan depicting autumn leaves and a pumpkin
Auction Item: Granny afgan depicting leatherman knitting a granny afgan, titled, "Self Portrait"

So that's a lot to look forward to.

Anyway, to work! I've got some birds to roast.


beaver4 said...

What, no polar bear, grampa afgans?


alterboy said...

Could you please, please post the pineapple recipe? Unless it's somewhere in the archives.

If we were in suburban Phiadelphia, we'd descend for Turkey. Dear spouse works, which puts a definite crimp in family plans, and i'm trying to finish school work and study for ordination exams, so cooking a big shebang is definitely not in my cards this year.

Norskybear said...

Hey! I picked up an afghan a couple of years ago for $75 at auction. Very patriotic: red, white and blue.

Thank you for the idea of doing a self-portrait project.

Remember: fiber-obsessed leathermen (plural) read your blog.

Teddy Pig said...

Granny afgan depicting leatherman knitting a granny afgan, titled, "Self Portrait"

Oh that has to be one of the Philadelphians MC guys.

ANd if it was it would be my duty as a Centaur to grab it for official use and/or blackmail pruposes.

Drew said...

Here's the baked pineapple recipe:

Cream 1 cup of butter and 1/4 cup of sugar. (You can double the sugar.)

Verrry slowly add 8 eggs, making sure it doesn't all separate. Best if the eggs are at room temperature.

In a large bowl, combine two cans of crushed pineapple and 10 slices of cubed white bread. (Drain the pineapple).

Fold in the butter and sugar. Pour it all into a casserole.

Bake at 350° for one hour.

They'll be wowed!

Townleybomb said...

Huh, I didn't see any meatball sandwiches there-- too bad, since I didn't have any lunch beforehand, that those hotdogs just weren't hitting the spot....