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Old 11-16-2006, 06:49 PM
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When I was growing up, my mom always made giblet gravy. She would boil the neck, heart, balls (lol), liver in water with salt & pepper ... then would cut it all up in small pieces... the neck meat was terrible to get off (shred) and then make a gravy out of it all. None of us kids liked it... this was my dad's favorite...

Then it was my turn to have Thanksgiving. I slaved over that gravy.. cut up all of the yukky stuff into small chuncks.. do you know how difficult it is to get all the stuff off turkey balls that have been boiled? Anyway... we all sat down to dinner.. prayers, etc.. dad loaded his plate, and made a hole in his whipped potatoes and then my dad looked up at me, then at the giblet gravy sitting in front of him, and then at my mom. He told her he loved her (which was rare for my dad to say that outloud) and then announced to everyone.

"I hate giblet gravy! Pass the jar stuff."

My mom just looked at him - replied that she loved him too.. and said ...

"I know."

ROFLMAO!!! After 30 years! He hated giblet gravy!!!!! And she knew!!
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