A cold Thanksgiving Memory
November 26th, 2008 by Laura
A Cold Thanksgiving…in the Frozen North!
I was about 13 years old and it was Turkey Day! Normal activities were happening around the house. Dad was watching football in his brown recliner, my brother was playing a board game on the floor, and I was helping mom in the kitchen. Mom usually cooked the large bird in the oven overnight, basting it every couple of hours, and letting it cook long and slow. She wanted to make sure that we had the juiciest, tastiest, most tender turkey meat ever! Well, on Thanksgiving Day 1982 - the electricity went off. UH OH! That meant…NO COOKED FOOD! It was off for hours…and it was 40 below outside! BRRRRR Finally after many, many hours, it came back on, and the turkey finished cooking, as did all of the other side dishes and pies. I think we ate about 7pm that night. After that mom swore that she would own a gas-powered stove so we would never have a late, stressfilled Turkey Day again!
