We off to the wife's family dinner. I supply the bird. I made the mistake of blurting out last year that gravy was meant to flow, not fall from the pitcher and that the dressing was solid enough to back up my hockey puck in a pinch.
Now wifey gotta supply them . (I'll be paying for this til next Christmas.)
Freedom of speech bytes!
My sister's boyfriend is making the turkey dinner. I'm a little uncomfortable about someone else cooking but I'll give him a chance.