THANKSGIVING 2000 AT 4991 MCGEE ROAD

MerRuth spared no expense nor labor in the kitchen.  She had a superb Tom Turkey golden brown and ready for the knife.

Turkey and all the fixins were served at dinner.  Included were homemade pumpkin pie and Nana's Danish Pudding.

No trip to 4991 is complete without at least one trip to Pulliums.  Despite all the Turkey leftovers, Tom enjoys a bevy of Pullium's dogs and a Sun Drop soda.

It took MerRuth literally years to get Nana's headstone, but almost immediately, she had Bruce's grave marker bought and ready to go.

Charles brought over and installed a brand new oil tank, but unfortunately there wasn't enough room in his truck to haul off the old one...surely Kenny was most helpful in this project.

Wayne Beck, "Mr. Tobacco Farmer", bush-hogged MerRuth's pastures.  A considerable improvement over weeds out of control.

Kenny's vacation home/ entertainment bungalow is in need of a few repairs.  He likes it just like it is......filthy and infectious.

The Spring paint job and many improvements are holding up well.

The beginning of the Brownstone "fiasco"....MerRuth bakes the 3-layered masterpiece and vows to make this one better than last time.

But unfortunately, the icing doesn't cooperate and she's forced to throw it out and start anew.  This of course resulted in an emergency run to Winn Dixie to buy more evaporated milk.

Having spent nearly the whole day wrestling with this one desert, MerRuth finally breaks the code and produces a usable icing.

...And finally the finished product.....which Tom  affectionately named "The Leaning Cake of Brownstone".....after the Italian tower of similar fame

The 4991 Executive Suite where neatness, organization, and extreme cleanliness are the most prominent features.  A room suitable for Mr. Minute-Lube 2000.

The 4991 guest suite/office area.  Again, neatness and organization are what makes this one of the more sought-after get-away spots on McGee Road.

The main lobby of "Harrison Acres" luxury hotel.

Nana's room; where most visiting family members reside; boasting one of the more pungent olfactory experiences "Harrison Acres" can offer.

This trip ended with a bang.....or more accurately a flame-out.  Thanks to one of Kenny's lovely kittens, a gas can was tipped-over in the basement, resulting in gas fumes shutting off the furnace.   Hopefully, sometime before next Spring, the furnace shut-off switch will be reset and heat will be restored to 4991.

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