So naturally I had to think of mine:
Mexico.
2003.
In a last minute attack of homesickness, I decided that we absolutely HAD to have a REAL Thanksgiving Dinner.
So I sent Bill and Elan to shore in search of something that resembled a turkey (haha).
After a longish stretch of time the VHF radio crackled:
"Falcor, Falcor mobile.
We're in a police truck.
Bring money.
Over."
I frantically dug out the Emergency Fund, stuffed a few $20 bills into various pockets (hoping not to use it all up trying to save Thanksgiving Dinner), and rowed to shore (FAST) while trying to figure out how to say:
"I'm a United States Merchant Marine, please return my husband and use this to buy your family something nice for Christmas" in Spanish.
In the meantime, the boys had managed to convince the police that their Swiss Army knives where not actually very threatening "weapons" and that $12 in pesos might be a sufficient holiday bonus.
So we rowed "home" and burnt the heck out of a large chicken for Thanksgiving Dinner.
Happy Thanksgiving Prep Day, everyone (and try not to get thrown into a Mexican police truck).
I have trouble picking between 3:
ReplyDelete- Coronado harbor with 4 couples; the boat big enough to seat us all did not have an oven big enough for the turkey. Our kerosene oven burner was distributed across the cockpit floor being rebuilt, so we took the yams. The turkey arrived by dinghy, and lifting it to the gunnel without spilling 350 degree drippings down the arms of the cook, was, well, an interesting sight.
- the year we planned a full Thai dinner, and then I was too sick to cook it; directed from the couch
- the year I sent you girls to grandma's and then realized I had a temp of 104, and the power (read heat, hot water, cooking) went out. Nah that one falls into the most memorable year category,