I Can't Believe I Ate The Whole Thing

I'm still hungry. Mind you, I don't eat much when at the Christmas table. The only good thing there was on the table was the corn and the turkey. Maybe the pie. Thankfully the wine that was chosen by my oldest brother was quite pleasant and helped me down the potatoes.
 
Rumple Foreskin said:
It's hard to believe any carbon based life-form could consume so much. You'd think, with Thanksgiving having been only a month ago, some of us would have learned better.

Did anyone else over-indulge--or is that a contradiction in terms for hard living AH regulars?


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Rumple Foreskin :cool:

Priceless rumple. Exactly how I feel right now.

*HUGS*

Hope you feel the same and had food as good as we did :)
 
That is the fattest cat I've ever seen.

I ate so much, I couldn't even get drunk before I went to sleep. :)
 
And I can't believe they sent us home with the leftovers!!! :rolleyes:
 
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CharleyH said:
And I can't believe they sent us home with the leftovers!!! :rolleyes:

I managed to get out the door with only a big bag of cookies. :cool: :D
 
Don't bother me now. I'm having the obligatory morning-after turkey sandwich on good old American whitebread with lettuce and tons of mayo and a side of cranberry sauce.

Turkey is all about the leftovers.

--Zoot
 
I don't think I eat more during the holidays. We're a small family, so we don't prepare that much food and I stick to my regular portions.
 
We don't eat that much more at home, but at work, it's been goodies, goodies, goodies.

We had a nice big Christmas dinner--turkey, dressing, mashed potatoes, green beans served chilled with olive oil and balsamic vinegar, and molded cranberry salad with honey mayonnaise. Champagne, and sparkling grape juice for my son. Pumpkin ice cream pie for dessert. The turkey will probably go around as turkey one more time, and then get made into gumbo.
 
In keeping with the traditions of A Christmas Story we ate Chinese for Christmas.

To be precise, Peking Duck (without the smile), water chestnut salad, sweet and sour pork, and steamed rice.

Muffin and I just finished off the leftovers. (Ever meet a cat that liked rice? :rolleyes: )
 
I always make duck for Christmas dinner. This year my son got married. His wife loves duck, but I don't remember inviting them for dinner. Then on Christmas eve at 11AM my son called and informed us that they would be at my house by 5PM and he was expecting duck for dinner.

Don't you just love kids?

I had to run out and buy a second duck because one duck usually won't feed 4 ppl.

So I REALLY stuffed myself with duck. And my wife makes these pastry shell things filled with mushrooms cooked in white wine - really tasty.

And damn it, I ended up having a grilled cheese sandwich for Christmas! It doesn't seem right somehow.
 
In keeping with the traditions of A Christmas Story we ate Chinese for Christmas.
Hey VB, did you notice that one of the turner stations showed A Christmas Story for 24 straight hours?

Geez, I like it too, but really. I only watched it twice before I had enough!

But I just love Ralphie.
 
carsonshepherd said:
That is the fattest cat I've ever seen.

I ate so much, I couldn't even get drunk before I went to sleep. :)

Hahaha! I know what you mean! I was pretty well getting there while actually cooking the meal (it still turned out good, though!), then I ate loads. Drank loads more. Ate some more. Drank another load. Then I was completely sober! I lost track of how much drink I actually consumed, but on a normal day it would've been enough to render me unconscious. Hey ho, loads of fun! :D

Rumps, I love that pic. What a happy fat cat! :D
 
Hahaha! I know what you mean! I was pretty well getting there while actually cooking the meal (it still turned out good, though!), then I ate loads
Tatelou, my wife and I cracked open a bottle of German white while we were cooking (we needed a little for the mushrooms, you know). That stuff went down so easily that before we knew it the whole damn thing was gone. We grabbed another bottle and threw it in the freezer. By the time my son and his wife got there we were both shitfaced.

We have no idea how every thing on the table seemed to end up properly cooked at the same time - rolls, wild rice, peas and carrots, mushrooms, duck. It all was ready at the same time for no apparant reason. Then again, it's possible that we just didn't give a darn.
 
thebullet said:
Tatelou, my wife and I cracked open a bottle of German white while we were cooking (we needed a little for the mushrooms, you know). That stuff went down so easily that before we knew it the whole damn thing was gone. We grabbed another bottle and threw it in the freezer. By the time my son and his wife got there we were both shitfaced.

We have no idea how every thing on the table seemed to end up properly cooked at the same time - rolls, wild rice, peas and carrots, mushrooms, duck. It all was ready at the same time for no apparant reason. Then again, it's possible that we just didn't give a darn.

Sounds a lot like us! :D

Except, I always cook single-handed (I'm happy that way!). I dunno how I managed it, but I timed it all to perfection - the turkey, roast spuds, numerous veg, stuffing, sausages, bacon, bread sauce, gravy, etc. I even carved up the turkey without mishap. It was all cooked just right and the whole lot consumed.

On auto-pilot and not giving a damn. That's the way to do it! I was dancing and singing as I was dishing up!!! :D
 
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I was dancing and singing as I was dishing up!!!
Oh yes, yours sounds like a fun place at Christmas.

The odd thing about my place is that my wife is a vegetarian 362 days of the year (she eats fish, though). Thanksgiving she eats turkey, Christmas she eats duck, New Years she eats ham and black-eyed peas (an old southern tradition). Since I'm Pennsylvania Dutch, I eat pork and saurkraut for New Years. It's strange around our house. No meat all year then a meal with pork and ham at the same time.

But after New Year, I get to eat the leftovers.
 
Does anyone else find that the more they eat, the more they want to eat? I honestly can't stop stuffing my face at the moment, and I don't feel satisifed until I'm so full I can hardly move. At this rate I'm going to end up looking like that cat.;)
 
One of my cats likes rice. The other one likes pretzels.

An anecdote about alcohol and an anecdote about duck:
  1. One time my husband and I went to a party, and I knew my period was coming on. I was expecting to feel crampy, and I was pissed off about something else, I forget what, so I just started in with the drinking. Strangely enough, the alcohol went straight down into my uterus, I didn't hear a peep out of it all night, but my head stayed clear.
  2. One Christmas we had duck. It was the first nice meal we'd had in a long time. That was the quarter my husband was between jobs and we were living on my salary. The preacher had diverted some food out of a load of stuff destined for the food bank, and we had been eating pasta with oil and garlic and slices of fried eggplant, pretending it was meat (I haven't cared that much for eggplant since). Well, for Christmas dinner, I managed to scrape together enough money to buy a duck. And a couple of hours before we were to have eaten dinner, my trifling heifer of a neighbor asked if her kids could stay with us an hour or so while she went to see her boyfriend and his mother, because the kids didn't want to go. We didn't hear back from her until past 8:00. The kids, of course, ended up eating dinner with us. There's not that much meat on a duck. She at last came and got them at 9something. I know, it doesn't sound very Christmas-spirity of me, but I felt she was inconsiderate. It wasn't like it was a case of giving to someone who had less than we did. This woman had done very well, thankyou, out of her divorce, and swished about town in a new Camry (and once, when she took her kids and mine to the pool on the other side of the complex, she brought them back sitting on the hood of the car (albeit she did drive at less than 5 mph) so they wouldn't drip on her upholstery) and could afford acrylics and have them touched up every week.
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Black Tulip,

Happy New Year to you, as well. Those are great snow, well, things (us authors got this great imagination and vocabulary).

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
Rumple Foreskin said:
Black Tulip,

Happy New Year to you, as well. Those are great snow, well, things (us authors got this great imagination and vocabulary).

Rumple Foreskin :cool:

Rumple. I showed my mom the piccy of your cat. She loved it, absolutely loved it. Thanks for that, it was great to see her so amused :rose:
 
Colleen Thomas said:
Rumple. I showed my mom the piccy of your cat. She loved it, absolutely loved it. Thanks for that, it was great to see her so amused :rose:
More than welcome. I don't know where that full feline is now, but I've been wherever it was. It goes without saying, but won't, that your mother has excellent taste. Wait till you see the poor mutt I've got for post New Year's Eve.

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
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