Father's day

My hubby is out tonight reconnecting with some long time buddies. I took the opportunity to start thinking about Father's day. Beau always has lots of ideas about what he wants this time of year, add to that just purchasing and fabulizing a brand new home and his list grows lol. Im pretty sure I have decided on his gift, carefully narrowed down from a list that included a grill, a biometric gun safe, new skinny clothes, vibram fivefingers, nfl tix, ufc tix, you get the point. i have alot of choices, all of which would make him a happy man.

well Ive chosen one that will be a blessing to the whole fam, and it all starts here, meet big n nasty (see above right pic). No this is not the latest sandwich at McDs, its a big nasty propane using, peanut oil guzzling, greasy , gross , turkey fryer. He has been a thorn in my side for years. One day, long ago, Beau convinced me that life would only be complete if we had one. We could fry anything and relish in the greasy goodness for years to come. Being of the deep fried southern sort I caved and became a proud adoptive mother to the cauldron of lard you see before you. He has been good to my family, He supplied us and our neighbors in alaska with our very first fried thanksgiving turkey (fried in the snow, by a man in shorts). Big nasty supplied us with endless hotwings through football games, fireworks, and any excuse to have fun with friends. We fried veggies (yes southerners are well adapt at making healthy foods less than so lol) among other things, and even once, unintentionally we fried an entire square yard of grass (apologies to the new inhabitants of our old house). He travelled with us across oceans and to four homes and while his looks have suffered, his integrity remains intact. But alas, his demise is near. He is a fairweather friend of sorts. You see, he attracts bees, can no longer be completely cleaned, is a fire hazard, and has conspired more than once to keep me out of my skinny jeans. Yes i think its time for Big Nasty to go, and as I reward my husband for surviving another year and entering into the exclusive father of five club we will welcome a new member to our family.

It is a beautiful new sleek oil less electric turkey fryer!! The chunks of fried up fat gurgling in peanut oil wont attract bees, the sleek non-stick exterior will make him much easier to clean, and the drip pan and lack of submergence in liquid fat will repell skinny jeans much less. She boasts all the tastiness (aka crispy on the outside, juicy inside) of her fat gurggling predecessor but without the disgust! While many suggest to make new friends but keep the old, in this instance im going against the grain. I have big plans for Beau's latest toy acquisition so lets keep our fingers crossed that she can live up to them. now shhhh dont tell Beau!!!

reviews to come :)