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Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: peony
Date: May 4, 2019, 8:34 am
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My holiday oopsie came when my mother-in-law came to visit us on
our first Thanksgiving. Naturally, I wanted everything to be
perfect so I overplanned everything, slaved away, and luckily
everything went as planned. Except for one item. I had made
brownies for dessert, and my mother-in-law complimented me on
the brownies and said that she especially liked the nuts I had
added. But I had added no nuts to the recipe. No, there were no
bugs in the flour, no pets to contribute "add-ons" to the
batter, and to the best of my knowledge I had mixed the batter
thoroughly before I baked them. I managed to smile and accept
her compliment gracefully but inside I was cringing. :o
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Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: GardenGal
Date: May 4, 2019, 4:10 pm
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--- Quote from: EddiesMom15 link ---
>
> The year my Grandfather got whipped cream in the spray can
banned from family holiday dinners.
>
> Back in the day, whipped cream in a can was a fairly new
thing. Uncle's wife, Aunt D, thought it would save her the time
and effort of whipping real cream. Grandfather had never seen
the canned stuff. He tried to squirt some on his pie, but
nothing came out. He shook the can vigorously, pointed the
nozzle at his pie and pressed hard. Really hard. The cream
came out of the can with so much force that it bounced off the
pie, rebounded, and flew into Aunt D's face.
>
> She didn't think it was nearly as funny as the rest of us.
From then on, she whipped the cream herself.
>
--- End Quote ---
We used to use canned whipped cream for some dessert item (I
forget what) about 35 years ago when we were living in North
Carolina. I sent my husband and son out to buy some the day
before I needed it. They were gone for an hour and came back
laughing so hard it took a while to get the story out of them
about why it took so long for an item that I thought would be a
10-minute jaunt to the grocery store. Seems that the nearest
store was entirely out of canned whipped cream, as were the next
2 stores they tried. Finally, at the 4th store, there were a
couple of cans left, but also some police who were arresting
some guy in the parking lot. It seems that this guy had been
grabbing the whipped cream cans in the store, sniffing whatever
chemical was used to expand the cream, and getting high and
moving on to another store to repeat the process. Once the cans
had been tampered with, of course, the store had to dispose of
them. It was only after this guy was caught in the act and
hadn't actually sniffed all the cans that DH was able to buy a
can for its intended purpose.
#Post#: 33146--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: blueyzca
Date: June 20, 2019, 12:55 pm
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Not really an “oopsie” but a great story that has now become
part of family lore.
My husband met my sister and her family in 2012 at our first
joint Thanksgiving. We had arrived on Tuesday, so by Friday he
had only known them for 3 days.
My sister always makes soup with the turkey carcass and
leftovers and included fresh Brussels sprouts that year. And we
all know those delicious little cabbages can create noxious
emissions for some poor souls.
So, after our delicious soup dinner, DH, sis, niece and I were
playing cards at the dinner table when the toxic gas emerged
from DH. No sound, just a wave of odor that hit me first, and
as I grimaced, poor DH was so red with embarrassment. My sister
asked, “What happened?” and 2 seconds after that the smell hit
her and my niece simultaneously.
Cries of “Oh.My.God” filled the room and hubby was just
mortified and wanted the ground to swallow him up. It was
really bad. My sister was so gracious and took responsibility
and totally blamed herself for putting the sprouts in the soup.
She kept emphasizing that it was her fault and hubby shouldn’t
feel bad in the least.
The part he really hates is when we retell this story EVERY
SINGLE Thanksgiving. I just told him that he’s very special
because we don’t have any other in-law stories.
#Post#: 33150--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: VorFemme
Date: June 20, 2019, 3:37 pm
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Tell him that you are warning all new family members that there
is a reason that no brussels sprouts are used in your family
holiday meals. It's in self protection, because you plan to
keep him in the family!
#Post#: 33441--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: bopper
Date: June 25, 2019, 1:41 pm
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We had just purchased our new house in October and invited both
sides for Thanksgiving in November.
My DH kept wanting to replace the faucet in the sink as we got
close to Thanksgiving.
I Said let us prioritize the prep for Tgiving dinner.
So eventually we get everything ready and he starts replacing
the sink.
But some nut or whatever is stuck and he forces it...and cracks
a pipe.
In the kitchen sink.
on the day before Thanksgiving.
Call a plumber right? Pre-internet you need a phone book.
But we don't have a phone book cuz we are new.
He is too embarrassed to ask a neighbor for a phone book so I
have to.
Did you know 24-hour plumbers are not always 24 hour plumbers?
It is too late to go to the hardware store.
So then Thanksgiving day comes.
DH is under the sink, all 6' 4" of him.
His Dad and his grandpa are standing in front of the sink,
saying things like "never start a project when the hardware
store is closed."
Meanwhile I am tryign to fix Tgivng dinner with these 3 blocking
the way and having to use the bathroom sink.
He wasn't allowed to do plumbing for decades.
#Post#: 33457--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: VorFemme
Date: June 25, 2019, 5:00 pm
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My oven quit working after the turkey came out. I ran two doors
down to my mother's house to put my pie in her oven (VorGuy's
family was at our house - he'd invited them before my parents
invited us). The landlord's real estate agent sent a repairman
the next day...
A few years later, I broke a tooth on Friday evening, Christmas
Day was Monday. It was an interesting weekend and I ate
lightly...that year, I got my first crown.
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Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: GardenGal
Date: June 25, 2019, 8:34 pm
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Nearly 40 years ago my in-laws came to visit us (from New York
City) for Thanksgiving when we were living in North Carolina.
MIL (who is a sweetheart and is living with us now - she's 98)
decided she'd make the turkey and didn't want any help. She's a
great cook, so fine, no problem. But she forgot to defrost the
turkey. We're planning to eat around 7, she's getting ready to
cook the turkey starting about 3pm. Frozen solid, rock-hard.
All the local stores were already closed. We are really, really
late that night.
A year or two later my parents (also from NYC) are visiting us
in North Carolina for Thanksgiving. My parents observe the
Jewish rules of keeping kosher, so I order a special kosher
turkey from a kosher butcher in another city, which will arrive
by bus the day before Thanksgiving. (Wow, this reminds me how
different our shipping options were to years ago.) I go to the
bus station and no package for me, so I had the joyful
experience of explaining to the ticket agent that my turkey has
missed the bus and when might it arrive? Luckily, it did manage
to get the next bus, so all ended well.
Fast forward about 10 years and I'm making Thanksgiving dinner
in San Diego. I have a tiny timer, the size of a wristwatch
(minus the band), and as I put the buns in the oven to warm for
a few minutes I set the timer and stick it in my bra (no pockets
in my pants). We all sit down and about 3 minutes later the
timer goes off, startling me silly (which is a good thing,
actually, or I would have burnt the buns). I jump up, grab my
breast (to get at the timer in my bra) and announce "The buns
are ready!" For some reason everyone thought this was
hilarious.
#Post#: 41499--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: BeagleMommy
Date: November 5, 2019, 2:08 pm
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When BeagleDaddy and I were first married we invited my parents
and our next door neighbors to our apartment for Thanksgiving
dinner.
I couldn't find my mom's pie crust recipe so I bought frozen pie
crusts, mixed up my pumpkin filling and baked the pies. They
looked beautiful except that I had left the paper liner inside
on pie crust and put the filling on top of it. Fortunately, we
pulled the paper out and the filling slid into place.
#Post#: 41603--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: NewHomeowner
Date: November 7, 2019, 6:40 am
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--- Quote from: BeagleMommy link ---
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> When BeagleDaddy and I were first married we invited my
parents and our next door neighbors to our apartment for
Thanksgiving dinner.
>
> I couldn't find my mom's pie crust recipe so I bought frozen
pie crusts, mixed up my pumpkin filling and baked the pies.
They looked beautiful except that I had left the paper liner
inside on pie crust and put the filling on top of it.
Fortunately, we pulled the paper out and the filling slid into
place.
>
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I did that once, too!! Yes, we pulled the liner out, but it had
ruined the pie by then. The crust was inedible and the filling
had that unmistakable waxy flavor from the lining.
#Post#: 41611--------------------------------------------------
Re: Holiday Oopsies
DIR By: Twik
Date: November 7, 2019, 9:50 am
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It's fiction, of course, but anyone who likes to laugh at how
things can go wrong on the holidays MUST read or listen to "Dave
Cooks the Turkey".
HTML https://theteatimereader.wordpress.com/2012/12/12/dave-cooks-the-turkey-by-stuart-mclean/<br
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