Do you help in the kitchen for Thanksgiving?
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I’m the best cook in the family. Bet your *** I’m in that kitchen.
My wife had one salad to make to bring to her cousins and it almost killed her.
The modern day woman is useless.
The modern day woman is useless.
No. My wife doesn't want me near the kitchen when she's cooking and I am happy to oblige. Helps that she is not an American born woman and thus has been raised to please a man in all regards as her rightful purpose in life.
I'm pretty good on the grill outside, though.
I'm pretty good on the grill outside, though.
If by helped means I carried the Turkey and Ham then I helped clean up, too. I also set a few plates down and retrieved beverages, but compared to everything my wife did I feel ashamed to say I was actually helping.
Helped? No. I run the kitchen and the grill, and not just on holidays.
Smoked multiple turkey breasts, fixed a ham, and helped with dressing! Like some here, I do MOST of the cooking.
I help serve and clean up. Awful cook. Just want others to relax and have a good time.
Help my wife prepare the turkey and I peel the potatoes for her but, that is all she wants from me precooking and eating. However, I do the clean up after so she can visit with family and relax.
My wife goes all Martha Stewart during the holidays and I’m not dumb enough to get in the way.
I watch sports, have a scotch and talk to my dumbass brother in laws.
I watch sports, have a scotch and talk to my dumbass brother in laws.
I cook about 90% of the meals in the house, but this Thanksgiving we all took part. I did the Turkey and Mac n cheese, daughter made rolls (from scratch), Mashed potatoes and pumpkin pie, my wife did a few of the sides. Our daughter is the bomb cook at 15 though.
I am the ****** help.
Threw together some scratch garlic basil bacon mashed potatoes that ruled the table yesterday and was so good the host family invited the wife and I back over for leftovers tonight. Cept I had to make more basil garlic bacon mashed potatoes fresh. Cause it ALL GOT ****** ATE *****.
Wife’s hash brown casserole tasted like **** and I told her about it.
Threw together some scratch garlic basil bacon mashed potatoes that ruled the table yesterday and was so good the host family invited the wife and I back over for leftovers tonight. Cept I had to make more basil garlic bacon mashed potatoes fresh. Cause it ALL GOT ****** ATE *****.
Wife’s hash brown casserole tasted like **** and I told her about it.
Girlfriend and I are copilots of the kitchen for Thanksgiving. I cooked the bird and made the sage dressing. She made gravy, sweet potato casserole, and all the veggie sides. And she did 90% of the cleanup.
We go to my parents and her parents houses so no. If and when we take over the Thanksgiving mantle it will probably be catered cracker barrel or something similar. My wife is a good cook but it's too much work to cook for all the off spring and then their not yet produced offspring.
The hand of Zeus himself first gave a jar of Miracle Whip to men. They frightfully whooped and hollered showing fiercely glistening spears as they warily circled the jar. They say the first man that tasted it disappeared in a flash and became a god. Others, that he was so consumed with delight he fathered a thousand children before he died. No one knows for sure, but that's what they say. These words of men.
Your pagan gods have lied to you. Miracle Whip is dookie.
Word.
I'm a *MUCH* better cook than my wife but God help me if I even suggest making something to bring to the family get-together. Instead I just wax that *** after she gets her Martha Stewart vibes.
I put the leaf in the table and brought extra chairs up from the basement.
So as women less and less have learned their trade in the kitchen more and more men with suspect mate-picking ability have had to step in and learn to cook in the woman's place? If I go over to their house, then a man is making me a sammich? What are the women doing, working on the car in the garage? What blasphemous insipid sorcery has thusly twisted the minds of otherwise healthy verile men? Perhaps some are horribly wounded in battle or are born with feet instead of ears and thus must accept less capable role-defying sammichless women as mates? A great riddle. Perhaps we'll never know.
How so? I got the response I was expecting.
My grandad did most of the cooking at his house. You want to call him him suspect? He’s 86 years old and would whip your *** lol
Remembered the year my Papaw died and his daughters all decided this was THE YEAR all the kids would help in the kitchen...
My Uncle A. (only son) showed up and declared, "you boys (8-10yo) get the hell !! out of this kitchen... we're going outside to look over the bulls".... And that pretty much wrapped up boys in the kitchen at Nano's...
(now, I cook 1/3 of the meal!,.. and wash dishes, too.... (-;
My Uncle A. (only son) showed up and declared, "you boys (8-10yo) get the hell !! out of this kitchen... we're going outside to look over the bulls".... And that pretty much wrapped up boys in the kitchen at Nano's...
(now, I cook 1/3 of the meal!,.. and wash dishes, too.... (-;
The kitchen is a mysterious place. There's this square thing with a door that creates heat that my wife uses after she cuts stuff up and puts it in a pot, then there's this big cold box that she gets the stuff out of to make my sammiches. All witchcraft to me. That is the way of men and not some other.
I told my wife, daughter in-law and granddaughter they needed to take their conversation to another room on Thanksgiving while I was cooking.