I really should be waiting until November to tell you this story. But, do you ever have rainy days where you sit at your computer, look at photos from way back, and remember incidents that happened many years ago? Today it is raining cats and dogs, and I am sitting here staring at my screen because I will not go outside in this deluge. I came across this photo that sparked so many funny memories I had to share.
It was Thanksgiving Day half-way around the globe from our home. We were enroute from the Kingdom of Tonga to the North Island of New Zealand. It was awful weather, hard on the wind, blowing about 20 to 25 knots right from NZ! We were heeled over and pounding our way south. But, we were still thankful! Why? Because it was Thanksgiving!
I had a chicken I fortuitously found in Tonga and had stuffed it while holding onto the fiddles at our little cutting board on KANDARIK. I had managed to finally season it and quickly shove it into the oven of our madly-swinging stove. Boy oh boy did it smell delicious! Our mouths began to water after an hour of cooking. It was just getting fully cooked, and we were going to celebrate Thanksgiving, cradled around a roasted bird on the cabin sole, that being the stablest and only place we would be able to eat our “anything but” traditional Thanksgiving dinner.
Just as I was getting prepped to take that roasted bird out of the oven, a huge wave took us by surprise, the gimballed stove crashed into its stops, the door flung open with the impact, and out slid the hot bird, gravy and all, onto the cabin sole!
I was not about to give up our Thanksgiving dinner for something as minor as that! I gingerly picked up the now freed bird, hot and slippery, and put it back into the baking pan. Holding on tightly, I somehow scooped up what I could of the gravy that had slopped onto the cabin sole and popped the bird back into the swaying oven. I looked up and saw three wide-eyed faces looking at me with such disbelief. Oh how we laughed!
Our special Thanksgiving dinner, hot off the cabin sole, was the best we had ever had!
THAT IS ALL PART OF OUR VERY SPECIAL TIMES SAILING ON KANDARIK AS A LITTLE FAMILY! So many memories to be thankful for!