Adam Abuhadema
Eng. 121
Food Essay Rough Draft
Due 2/17
Turkey Time
An American tradition, for a lot of people their favorite time of the year, the time where friends and family gather around the dinner table to enjoy a tremendous feast. A day where there are no worries, except for the illustrious threat of a burnt turkey. It’s a time where families huddle around the television and watch intense football games, where bets are made and money is won or lost just depending on the sort of luck you have. This event is where families become closer to each other, where memories are made, solely based on one object a turkey. I’m sure you have caught on what even I’m talking about and yes your correct, Thanksgiving also known as Turkey day is a special time of the year where people all across the country give thanks and become closer to one another.
Thanksgiving has always been different for me almost every year, except for one thing the consumption of turkey. For the most part Turkey Day has been consistently been held at my house for the last four or five years I would have to say. Which I’m not complaining, I feel the most comfortable in my own house so it works for me. The constant people that attend Thanksgiving at my house are my dad Bari, my sister Lauren, and my dads newly fiancée Richelle. Other than these folks it differs from every year to aunts and uncles, to my wonderful grandmother, all the way to friends as well. So you never know what kind of company to expect at my place on Thanksgiving which I’m grateful for; it spices’s things up a bit. The most important person on this glorious day is my dad. You ask, “Why”? Well he is the grand cook and is pretty damn good at his job. Never once have I been disappointed with his creations, they are all just so mouth watering. A new creation he added last year was the fried turkey, also including a baked turkey, talk about dedication. But by far the fried turkey was the greatest idea he has ever came up with. You have not lived until you tried a fried turkey. So I’m encouraging you greatly to try it! With all his other side dishes including mash potatoes and gravy, stuffing, green bean casserole, seasoned rolls, and of course his delicious chocolate and pumpkin pie this is one meal you don’t want to miss out on.
Now while my dad is cooking on this day I have a little bit of a different routine. I usually start by waking up around ten to the delicious smells being brewed up down stairs. Than I have my yearly tradition with my friends where we play a football game to really get into that Thanksgiving spirit. Once the game is done I come home bruised up and exhausted and plop myself right down on the couch and enjoy a good old American Football game. While all the other people around me like my sister and her boyfriend Daniel, and my dad and Richelle begin to get a little tipsy off there fourth glass of wine. This is when the party gets started with my dad screaming at the t.v. because of a bad call on the football game, and my sister cursing while she loses in the board game of Life. I just sit back and smile and say to myself, “this is what families all about.”
After all these debacles it comes to the most important time of the day, dinner time. The aroma of the turkey has overpowered the entire house making everyone’s stomach gurgle with the anticipation of the feast before hand. We all stand in a single file line dishing out our own plates unable to control our happiness of all the delicious food we are about to enjoy. As everyone settles around the dinner table we first each say something were grateful, for which most say is family. That’s when it hits me that a mere Turkey can bring a group of people together and make them feel as if they were one and the compassion shown shows the greatness the human race can achieve. I think if a piece of turkey can bring us together than there’s hope for the entire world to come as one, that’s what learned from such a simple object, a turkey.
Eng. 121
Food Essay Rough Draft
Due 2/17
Turkey Time
An American tradition, for a lot of people their favorite time of the year, the time where friends and family gather around the dinner table to enjoy a tremendous feast. A day where there are no worries, except for the illustrious threat of a burnt turkey. It’s a time where families huddle around the television and watch intense football games, where bets are made and money is won or lost just depending on the sort of luck you have. This event is where families become closer to each other, where memories are made, solely based on one object a turkey. I’m sure you have caught on what even I’m talking about and yes your correct, Thanksgiving also known as Turkey day is a special time of the year where people all across the country give thanks and become closer to one another.
Thanksgiving has always been different for me almost every year, except for one thing the consumption of turkey. For the most part Turkey Day has been consistently been held at my house for the last four or five years I would have to say. Which I’m not complaining, I feel the most comfortable in my own house so it works for me. The constant people that attend Thanksgiving at my house are my dad Bari, my sister Lauren, and my dads newly fiancée Richelle. Other than these folks it differs from every year to aunts and uncles, to my wonderful grandmother, all the way to friends as well. So you never know what kind of company to expect at my place on Thanksgiving which I’m grateful for; it spices’s things up a bit. The most important person on this glorious day is my dad. You ask, “Why”? Well he is the grand cook and is pretty damn good at his job. Never once have I been disappointed with his creations, they are all just so mouth watering. A new creation he added last year was the fried turkey, also including a baked turkey, talk about dedication. But by far the fried turkey was the greatest idea he has ever came up with. You have not lived until you tried a fried turkey. So I’m encouraging you greatly to try it! With all his other side dishes including mash potatoes and gravy, stuffing, green bean casserole, seasoned rolls, and of course his delicious chocolate and pumpkin pie this is one meal you don’t want to miss out on.
Now while my dad is cooking on this day I have a little bit of a different routine. I usually start by waking up around ten to the delicious smells being brewed up down stairs. Than I have my yearly tradition with my friends where we play a football game to really get into that Thanksgiving spirit. Once the game is done I come home bruised up and exhausted and plop myself right down on the couch and enjoy a good old American Football game. While all the other people around me like my sister and her boyfriend Daniel, and my dad and Richelle begin to get a little tipsy off there fourth glass of wine. This is when the party gets started with my dad screaming at the t.v. because of a bad call on the football game, and my sister cursing while she loses in the board game of Life. I just sit back and smile and say to myself, “this is what families all about.”
After all these debacles it comes to the most important time of the day, dinner time. The aroma of the turkey has overpowered the entire house making everyone’s stomach gurgle with the anticipation of the feast before hand. We all stand in a single file line dishing out our own plates unable to control our happiness of all the delicious food we are about to enjoy. As everyone settles around the dinner table we first each say something were grateful, for which most say is family. That’s when it hits me that a mere Turkey can bring a group of people together and make them feel as if they were one and the compassion shown shows the greatness the human race can achieve. I think if a piece of turkey can bring us together than there’s hope for the entire world to come as one, that’s what learned from such a simple object, a turkey.
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