Descriptive Essay About Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving Day As the leaves are heard rustling outside in the breezy air, in our house the only thing you can hear is laughter and loads of merriment reverberating themselves throughout the walls. The minute that you walk in the house, different aromas saturate the air and enter your nose. Smells ranging from green bean casserole, homemade breads, and fresh cranberries quickly pass through your nasal passages, but the prevailing smells are all of the fresh, homemade pies. Struggling to keep your mind off of the wonderful dishes prepared, you look around the room and see all the moms hard at work as the rest of the family is hunkered down in the living room. The television is on but no one is really paying attention, most everyone is either enjoying some games or chatting about miscellaneous things. All the young ones are either downstairs playing or giggling as they chase each other all over the house. Despite all the commotion going on, everyone’s minds are focused on something other than what they are doing. This diversion that I speak of is the deep fried turkey being cooked up by my dad, the poultry professional.
For Thanksgiving and Christmas, we always do a deep fried turkey because it is a family favorite. First off, my dad injects the bird with all the perfect sauces and spices. Next, he places the turkey in the deep fryer which contains a peanut oil heated to a couple of hundred degrees. He then places the lid on top of it and lets it cook the inside of the bird and crisp the edges a little bit. As it cooks, everybody comes out to look at the treasure being created in the driveway. Finally, it gets a beautiful brown edge and it’s time to take inside. As he walks in with the turkey on the tray, everyone gathers around in the kitchen and watches as if he were walking the red carpet carrying a precious