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We`re getting a South Korean exchange student for three weeks. She`s in fourth grade, and will arrive Sunday. At first I thought, how cool, how great it would be, and now that it`s really happening, I am asking myself questions, like, Are you nuts? Whatever were you thinking when you signed up for this?
What if she`s homesick and cries all the time? What if she doesn`t eat our food? What if she gets sick? What if my kids don`t get along with her? What if, what if, what if, what if...?
Hopefully, in a house with a Japanese father and kids, and a Taiwanese au pair, our little Korean girl will feel at home. Some people collect art -- I collect Asian people.
I also just solved my Thanksgiving problem. I had originally planned to just skip Thanksgiving all together, because Hub is creeped out by turkey carcasses. He says they look like dead bodies -- like cooked cats, or even headless human babies. They seriously disturb him, and he always looks away when people carve them. Yes, this is bizarre, especially because he loves whale meat, fish heads, and fresh sashimi that`s still warm and twitching.
So I figured, why should I slave over a giant bird in a hot oven, only to have Hub reduce my gourmet masterpiece to a cheap horror flick? But Trista, our au pair, is really looking forward to her first American Thanksgiving, and now this Korean student is coming, too, and no doubt will also want to partake in the experience.
I found the answer to my dilemma at Costco -- I bought a Foster Farms smoked turkey breast, fully cooked and ready to eat. It is essentially a giant slab of luncheon meat, without any of the bones and body parts that force Hub to confront his own mortality. We can heat it up and carve it and pour gravy on it, and it will do just fine.
I also bought a drum of instant mashed potatos (because damned if I am going to do all that peeling), two big boxes of stovetop stuffing and some broth to mix into it. I will add gravy and some veggies, and presto -- L.`s lazy-ass Thanksgiving feast.
God bless America.
What if she`s homesick and cries all the time? What if she doesn`t eat our food? What if she gets sick? What if my kids don`t get along with her? What if, what if, what if, what if...?
Hopefully, in a house with a Japanese father and kids, and a Taiwanese au pair, our little Korean girl will feel at home. Some people collect art -- I collect Asian people.
I also just solved my Thanksgiving problem. I had originally planned to just skip Thanksgiving all together, because Hub is creeped out by turkey carcasses. He says they look like dead bodies -- like cooked cats, or even headless human babies. They seriously disturb him, and he always looks away when people carve them. Yes, this is bizarre, especially because he loves whale meat, fish heads, and fresh sashimi that`s still warm and twitching.
So I figured, why should I slave over a giant bird in a hot oven, only to have Hub reduce my gourmet masterpiece to a cheap horror flick? But Trista, our au pair, is really looking forward to her first American Thanksgiving, and now this Korean student is coming, too, and no doubt will also want to partake in the experience.
I found the answer to my dilemma at Costco -- I bought a Foster Farms smoked turkey breast, fully cooked and ready to eat. It is essentially a giant slab of luncheon meat, without any of the bones and body parts that force Hub to confront his own mortality. We can heat it up and carve it and pour gravy on it, and it will do just fine.
I also bought a drum of instant mashed potatos (because damned if I am going to do all that peeling), two big boxes of stovetop stuffing and some broth to mix into it. I will add gravy and some veggies, and presto -- L.`s lazy-ass Thanksgiving feast.
God bless America.
posted by L. at 8:54 PM
6 Comments:
"Hopefully, in a house with a Japanese father and kids, and a Taiwanese au pair, our little Korean girl will feel at home. Some people collect art -- I collect Asian people."
HAHAHAHAHA!!! This cracked me up!!!
In Canada we have Thanksgiving in November and ohhh do I miss the feasts. Scallop potatoes, roast beef, turkey or chicken, sweet potato, pumpkin pie, I have to stop or I am going to go mental writing this list.
That and we just had a fire alarm at work. ohh scary.
What if she loved evey second of it, hated to leave and you hated to see her go?
Thanksgiving should work out nicely. The turkey breast is a reasonable compromise and one I could never get away with. They want to see that bird come out of the oven. I do buy the breasts for non-holidays though. That's different. I cheat a lot in cooking these days.
The "packages" have improved greatly since the early days of t.v. dinners.
I don't often peel a potato. The instant mashed are good as well as the boxes of scalloped. Still make my own potato salad in the summer but that's easy. Make a small slit, cook potatos first and they peel themselves. If I cook potatos with a meal, I usually leave most of the peel on. The girls have grown up eating the peel which my mom always insisted is where the vitamins are. Carrots as well. Sometimes I'm a little old fashioned. They eat their crusts (my mom said makes your hair curl which with my girls would be carrying coals to Newcastle - lol).
Sorry - my comment is getting longer than your post - have a great day.
P. S. Isn't it odd what sets people off? I'm fine with a dead bird but I can't look at an octopus on my plate.
And I won't intentionally eat baby anything (lamb, veal, etc.). Strange.
Hello. Stumbled onto your blog. I'm hoplessly addicted to family oriented blogs. Look forward to reading more :D
Your comment about collecting asian people made me flash to a scene from the old tv show with Leslie Nielsen - he walks into a Japanese Garden and it is literally a yard with pots and pots of japanese people standing in them. Now I think you have something like that.
I am somewhat with your husband on the poultry as mortality flag and very much with you on the precooked turkey breast!
Sounds like a perfect plan for Thanksgiving!
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