Thursday, November 22, 2007

Have a good thanksgiving?

It's not even noon and my family's already fighting. Here's how it went: I was busy in the kitchen making cranberry sauce--no, I didn't just open a can and dump it into a bowl. Oh before I go on, that's another thing that really bothers me. You know what really grinds my gears (know the reference)? Cranberry sauce that still has the shape of the can when it's served.

Ok. Back to the story. My mom and sis started going at it, right in the kitchen where I happened to be. I didn't have any place to go, so I just continued to do my thing with a blank look on my face. What's funny is, I looked over at my dog and my sister's dog, and they started to fight too. Watch out. Maybe we're contagious.

I guess we really are a nuclear family.

In case you need to know how to carve a turkey:



That was the "kitchen way." This is the Russell Peters "be a man" way. Do it at the table: