My wife's Aunt has a real antique log cabin out behind her house - one that her Uncle purchased, disassembled moved it to their house and reassembled. Complete with wood stove. Every year we do Thanksgiving in the cabin. 8 or 9 years ago the Uncle passed away close to Thanksgiving. To try and take everyone's mind off the passing, I announced that We would provide the turkey that year. So I showed up early on Thanksgiving with my fryer and made a big show out of cooking the turkey. That particular year, it happened to be a wild turkey (the breathing kind) that I had shot. Long story short, it sorta worked to lighten the mood but definately became an instant tradition. We have done it that way ever since.
Last edited by Argon; 11/16/09 12:37 AM. Reason: sp.
