|November 28, 2012||Posted by Sam Bowden under Holiday, Humor, Jibber Jabber|
I had to write a short essay in response to Dave Barry’s Turkeys In The Kitchen. The prompt just wanted me to see if the my Thanksgiving agrees with his Thanksgiving, which it did.
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The stereotypes in Dave Barry’s Turkeys In The Kitchen completely agreed with my Thanksgiving in almost every way. The cooks, who were women, would not allow help. The Detroit Lions were playing their annual Thanksgiving Day football game, and the men haven’t a clue about what was going on.
Just like in the essay men were doing their job and women were assuming theirs. While the women of the kitchen were making stuffing, potatoes, ham, and mouth watering turkey the men weren’t allowed near the kitchen. We were justprone to mess something up if we dared get near it. Even while watching football in the living room we were apparently an inevitable threat; we were kicked out till dinner was ready. Once we returned back home it was getting close to dinner time where we would be shuffled into seating assigned without us knowing. Everything thing would be put out on the table for us to eat after we said grace. Finally after all that was completed the man of the house was to carve the turkey even though he did nothing to help prepare. Thanksgiving is one of the most stereotypical days of the year in my household, even after the dinner has been finished.
Even after dinner there is still more to come, and its dessert which is another battle of its own. Before dessert was even served everything must clean, all the dishes must be in the sink or dishwasher, and the table clear of obstructions. Men who were still not allowed to help for whatever reason just ended up sitting around eagerly awaiting dessert. When it came down to it everyone ended up having a good time even though it took forever because there was no extra help.
The women act as if the food wouldn’t taste good if it were to be cooked and served by a man. Similar to when J.K. Rowling wrote the Harry Potter series; she figured it wouldn’t sell to boys if they knew the writer was a girl. I guess it all depends on preferences, in some households it might be the complete opposite of mine during the Thanksgiving holiday. Thanksgiving at my house never fails to be one big stereotype.