Towards the middle of the month, I started inquiring about Thanksgiving so I could plan accordingly. Nobody really said anything. About a week before the big celebration, my baby brother called to plan something and I told him I would host Thanksgiving at our house.
I started planning all kinds of dishes. Mashed potatoes, funeral potatoes, green bean casserole, corn, rolls, gravy, 1 baked turkey and 1 deep fried. I was stoked! For appetizers I planned mini quiche - vegetarian ones and bacon ones, salsa and tortilla chips, potato chips and green onion dip. It was going to be a feast like none other! Well, there were some pretty awesome ones, but this was going to be my first Thanksgiving, awesome event.
As I was cooking and baking, there were so many things that looked great. The vegetarian quiche were so pretty. Even just the chopped up onion and zucchini were beautiful.
The bacon cooking in the pot was absolutely divine! Though by the time I got to taking a pic, it was really bubbly.
Mom made the oven baked turkey since Jason and I weren't home in time to put it in the oven. It was beautiful.
The deep fried turkey made me a little nervous. Jason had checked it after about 20 minutes and it was a pretty golden brown color. I was thinking it would be so delicious! 
When he pulled it out of the deep fryer, it was crunchy and crusty and black. Jason, Mike and Bobby assured me it was just fine, but I was nervous. I hate burnt stuff. 
They brought it inside and there it was. Absolutely moist and juicy on the inside. The taste was so incredible! I don't know if it's the pregnancy hormones, but I have grown to have a deep appreciation for beautiful food, or food that is presented beautifully.
