November 27, 2005
If Every Day Were Thanksgiving...
- Molly would never stop growling at Mike as he slips me a supply of succulent, crisped slips of golden turkey skin, the kind that makes your nose drip with gustatory joy
- (Not coincidentally) I'd fill our house with enough Labrador gas to make it rise as high as the Hindenburg
- Mike would always be groaning and belching and lumbering about with his belt unbuckled, like a dazed, middle-class, middle-aged cyclops after his Homeric feast
- my oft-missing packmate Jason, grown pup of Molly and Mike, would be always be bunked in the spare bedroom, making me nostalgic for the rowdy days of our mutual adolescence
- the good china would always have a fine lacquer of Hank saliva after our kitchen cleanup
- the aroma of turkey would never leave my nostrils, rising slowly from the oven like hope in the late morning to become a promise by lunch time and fulfillment by dinner; then later in the evening comes the echo of cold-turkey emanations as the humans quietly pop open the tupperware for one last Thanksgiving indulgence
- and long conversations about film and philosophy and lost summer days would go on and on around the dining room table, as the pumpkin pie and ice cream slowly disappear and I, the steadfast Labrador, huff and puff under the table in contented anticipation of dessert plates.
I love all the blogs on dogs out there
I will blog roll you when I update again
Looks like you had a great time Turkey Day. I was slobberin' all over the place as I read your gustatoy exploits.
We celebrate T-Day with sauerbraten, potato pancakes, gravy, scalloped oysters, red cabbage and gooseberry pie. Mom has never cooked a turkey and is not about to start. The grandmas always did that. In honor of one of the grandmas who made sauerbraten we started the sauerbraten tradition. So I have cow on Turkey Day. Kinda weird isn't it? My friend, Tule, who always visits with her humans on T-Day didn't mind.
What are you expectin' to eat on Christmas? We are lookin' forward to chicken tamales, chili tamales and pork tamales, among other things. Again, weird, but dog are they good!
My dad has a friend who lives in the sunshiny state. Do you know him?
Thanks and hope you had a great T-Day!
Gosh, why would you want to scrub it off?
Agreed about the turkey skin! Mike likes it too but I'm expert at making him share the things he loves.
Gustatory a pretty cool word alright. Mike says I sometimes get a little gusty after eating certain foods but I'm not sure he's using that word right.
Asthma! Boy, if Mike and Molly had that, I'd wind up an outdoor dog, methinks. No, actually, I'm not so bad with gas except on the occasional holiday.
You're welcome. Your blog often makes me smile as well.
Thanks. I'll certainly drop by sometime.
Ah, Chistmas! I've heard something about filet mignon at our house but it's only a rumor so far. Personally, I'm a big fan of ham but sauerbraten and scalloped oysters and pork tamales all sound excellent! Good eating, my friend!