It was our fiance’s and my 1st Christmas holiday together as fiances.
I had invited his parents and our parents for Christmas holiday lunch.
My fiance Bob was consistently bragging about our culinary skills, and Bob was proud to have myself and others show them off. The turkey was all set to slide in the oven and I had spent most of the night preparing the casseroles for the oven. I even made some homemade loaves of bread. By noon, Bob was upset because he wasn’t smelling the delicious scent of roasting turkey. Bob’s parents were to be there at two, and if the turkey wasn’t cooking now, there would not be a cooked meal on the table by six. I began to panic and was in the middle of a crying jag when our mother showed up. The turkey roaster had died and the turkey wasn’t even warm. All of us placed it in the oven then Bob went online. I told his it was too late to purchase another turkey roaster. Bob told myself and others that it wasn’t too late to order a cooked turkey to eat for Christmas lunch. Unfortunately, nearly every pizzeria in the town was closed down for the holiday. The only venue opened was a Chinese pizzeria. All of us got meal deliveries from the local Chinese pizzeria. All of us ordered spare ribs, fried hunan chicken and even numerous orders of shrimp and scallops. The meal delivery driver charged us quite a bit, however it was better than no Christmas lunch. Thanks to these meal delivery services, our Christmas lunch was saved. After lunch, I was stressed when I realized that I had forgotten to put the pies in the oven. All of us went back online and found that I could buy dessert online.