Gobble gobble

Everyone has their place in the family.  Mine is to make the most ridiculous edible concoctions and feed them to my large extended family.  Mission accomplished.

Wednesday night started out with one last stop at the grocery store (which was surprisingly not busy probably because I was in the boondocks outside the city), and I was ready to go with these ingredients.

Which soon turned it to this funky looking alien baby.

Then thought it may be cruel to not give the poor thing some feet.

What, no ankles?

But only before beheading the creature and boxing him up.  This picture still makes me laugh, easily amused by the idea of turkey mafia.

In case you were wondering, that same container returned home filled with this.

Oh Almond Torte how I love thee, let me count the ways.

After a few hours and a huge amount more work that I was far too sleepy to chronicle.... I was able to assemble this masterpiece at my grandparents' house on  Thursday afternoon.

It was my first Pinterest find that I actually brought to life, and I think I kicked the butt of those Pinterest versions too!  I'm fairly certain my family has now labeled me equal parts crazy and genius.  My uncle suggested hiring neighborhood kids to assemble the shish kabobs next year, and I wholeheartedly agree!

Confession: This is just the Iphone picture I took, but I demanded the hubs get in there for some professional quality shots of me and my wobbly gobbler.  That amount of crazy can't go undocumented.

And on that note- I had an incredible Thanksgiving full of food, family, repeat for 11 hours straight.  Simply blissful!