41°F, 15 mph winds. The pit is not quite up to temperature yet, but it is time to but the bird on the rack.
1130 hours:43°F, 14 mph winds. The first turn.
Proper temperature control is important, but some folks go overboard.
1240 hours:
What is the worst possible weather change that could happen? Why sleet of course. 41°F, 13 mph winds, and light sleet.
1300 hours:42°F, 14 mph winds (the wind is much less than the forecast stated) and the sleet has stopped.
The second turn.
When dinner was done, the live blogging took a back seat to the eating.
The guest of honor:
The spread:
And the snow. It actually snowed during dinner, huge flakes. I did a poor job of capturing the image, but you can see the flakes.
Last but not least, the Cowboys won.
The model was a bit squirmy, but you get the idea of who her mommy was rooting for.
I sincerely hope everyone had as wonderful a Thanksgiving as we did. I am off, there is a pumpkin pie, a fresh pot of coffee and a bottle of White Port calling my name.
1 comment:
Looks damn good
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