Yesterday was Thanksgiving. My family celebrated in two ways. First, I fried a turkey. Now, usually when people think of frying a turkey, they think of this:
Or any of these.
However, our fried turkey looked more like this:
Last Thanksgiving, my mommy ordered an electric turkey frier. This is only the second time we have used it, but so far it has been a wonderful investment. Instead of overflowing oil resulting in redneck fires, we merely have little oil splashes that result in me going “ouchies!” And this year I also injected the turkey with a delicious cajun marinade and then covered it in spices. It ended up looking like this:
But speaking of Butterballs, post-Thanksgiving dinner was filled with Vicktortime with Vicktor de la Panda ben Joseph h’Cohen. Most notably, Nicky tried to give Vicktor mouth-to-mouth by breathing in his nose. Vicktor was not entertained:
But we were very entertained! So Nicky made up for it by kissing Vicktor:
So let us all give thanks for Da’Nicky and Vicktor.