Thanksgiving 2025

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At the shepherd’s pie stage of leftovers. Lightest potato fluff on top I’ve been able to pull off so far. Beat two egg yolks, added some cream and salt beat again, mixed in the mashed potatoes, then whipped the two egg whites until soft peaks and gently folded that into the potato mixture. So light and fluffy.
 
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My wife has been a vegetarian for over 40 years. That basically makes me one too. You weren’t alone this year…
Appreciate your reply.

My GF is as close as one can be without being a full vegan but she wasn't at my family's thanksgiving bc her family held theirs at the same time. My family wouldn't have said what they did if she was there.

Just sucks when my presence fucks up their world simply because I chose to change up something about me.
 
Now down to the serious business of boiling the carcass down for stock.

The giblets, heart and neck are going into the stockpot. What says the ZZPL on the liver? It definitely makes for a richer stock, but I’m not convinced I like the final product as much.

Or maybe to put it another way, I’m not sure the final product is as versatile when you use the liver.
I use the liver for Thanksgiving stock but definitely creates a flavor profile that is less versatile for other uses.
 
Appreciate your reply.

My GF is as close as one can be without being a full vegan but she wasn't at my family's thanksgiving bc her family held theirs at the same time. My family wouldn't have said what they did if she was there.

Just sucks when my presence fucks up their world simply because I chose to change up something about me.
I don’t eat green bean casserole and it doesn’t matter. Why do they care so long as you aren’t demanding they don’t eat meat too?
 
Appreciate your reply.

My GF is as close as one can be without being a full vegan but she wasn't at my family's thanksgiving bc her family held theirs at the same time. My family wouldn't have said what they did if she was there.

Just sucks when my presence fucks up their world simply because I chose to change up something about me.
Yeah, I assume you didn’t bust through the door demanding that the turkey be thrown out and that everyone needs to eat a nut roast, so why should they care, or even better yet, why shouldn’t they be supportive?

I’m sorry it happened to you. Hopefully they just need some time to come around.
 
Yeah, I assume you didn’t bust through the door demanding that the turkey be thrown out and that everyone needs to eat a nut roast, so why should they care, or even better yet, why shouldn’t they be supportive?

I’m sorry it happened to you. Hopefully they just need some time to come around.
My paternal uncle is a selfish ass.

Decades ago, he showed up in the Triad and demanded that Dad pick him up (Dad was an assistant professor working towards tenure - he wasn’t leaving work for 3-4 hours to pick up anyone in a non-emergency situation). My uncle asked, “Can P come get me?” My Dad: “She works, too. If you can get to Chapel Hill, you have a place to stay with us.”

Supper is one of our usual late ‘60’s/early ‘70’s boring meals: pork chops, applesauce, green peas, and a big salad (iceberg lettuce, cucumber, green bell pepper, and carrots). A big salad had been and still is a supper staple since the early ‘60’s.

We sit down and my uncle announces he is a vegetarian. Mom promptly says, “Have more peas.” He won’t pass the platter that has pork chops on it; so, soon, Mom positions it directly in front of him.

I’ve been a vegetarian. I’ll happily eat a lot of sides. If I didn’t tell you ahead of time that I’m a vegetarian, I’d eat whatever you served.

If I did tell you, I’d expect maybe one additional side or a BIG salad. I’ve often said, “Has everyone had enough salad? Because if you have, I’m eating the rest.”
 
I don’t eat green bean casserole and it doesn’t matter. Why do they care so long as you aren’t demanding they don’t eat meat too?
Because it makes them uncomfortable now. I typically don't care but thanksgiving this year was different because while I'm usually asked what else I could have, that wasn't the case here. It seemed a major shock that I didn't eat turkey or ham when this has been going on for months now. On top of the "oh you're eating a vegetarian thanksgiving" comment I get "hasn't your health improved enough to eat normally again?" type comments.
 
Yeah, I assume you didn’t bust through the door demanding that the turkey be thrown out and that everyone needs to eat a nut roast, so why should they care, or even better yet, why shouldn’t they be supportive?

I’m sorry it happened to you. Hopefully they just need some time to come around.
lol...no, I demanded a tofurkey!

I honestly don't think they know how to be more supportive. They think it's to appease my GF who, as I said earlier, is like 99.8% vegan instead of not eating it bc of health reasons.

I get some flack from them off and on but mostly they try to be accommodating. TG though was different. I was essentially given sweet potatoes, mashed potatoes, green beans, and bread. Not that I expected them to make anything else but if they weren't then I would've liked to have known so I could make something for myself.

I just felt so out of place in my own parents house I actually left after 2 hrs instead of being there all day like normal.

I appreciate your response.
 
Makes me nervous seeing the turkey hanging over your counter like that. The Bumpus Hounds would have easy pickens with that.

Great looking spread. Is that bacon on top of the baked beans? That's the way my dad fixed his and I'd fight people over the pieces of bacon if it came down to it.
 
My paternal uncle is a selfish ass.

Decades ago, he showed up in the Triad and demanded that Dad pick him up (Dad was an assistant professor working towards tenure - he wasn’t leaving work for 3-4 hours to pick up anyone in a non-emergency situation). My uncle asked, “Can P come get me?” My Dad: “She works, too. If you can get to Chapel Hill, you have a place to stay with us.”

Supper is one of our usual late ‘60’s/early ‘70’s boring meals: pork chops, applesauce, green peas, and a big salad (iceberg lettuce, cucumber, green bell pepper, and carrots). A big salad had been and still is a supper staple since the early ‘60’s.

We sit down and my uncle announces he is a vegetarian. Mom promptly says, “Have more peas.” He won’t pass the platter that has pork chops on it; so, soon, Mom positions it directly in front of him.

I’ve been a vegetarian. I’ll happily eat a lot of sides. If I didn’t tell you ahead of time that I’m a vegetarian, I’d eat whatever you served.

If I did tell you, I’d expect maybe one additional side or a BIG salad. I’ve often said, “Has everyone had enough salad? Because if you have, I’m eating the rest.”
My family tried being vegetarian for a while back in the late seventies. Worked well until the winter when we couldn’t grow enough food and got sick of frozen veggies — it got too expensive to feed five buying enough veggies at the grocery store and I think my dad was cheating going to get meat at lunch when he was at work anyway.
 
Late to the game, I was in Madrid with my brother's fam visiting their daughter who is living there after graduating from UNC in May. Another friend who has been an ex-pat for the last 7 years in the Valencia area joined us, contacted a couple he knows in Madrid who own a restaurant, gave them the rundown on Thanksgiving and they did it up for us. I think it was fun for them, definitely fun for us. Small restaurant, we were half the place (my niece had a few friends join us, so we ended up being a party of 12), I think the other patrons enjoyed it too. Got a little bit boozy. This might've already been posted, but somehow this song got put on a loop, must've gotten played a dozen times or more. Love yo granny!

 
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