Saturday November 19, 2011
After 4pm in the afternoon till 10ish in the evening.
You know the place.
You know the sybaritism, hedonism, chaos that goes on.
Come take part in our annual tradition that’s now on the weekend!
The turkey fry happens every year the friday before thanksgiving. This year it will occur on the 19th of November.
The turkey fry happens every year at Saul-ica’s fabulous pad in dorchester ma 02122.
It’s really here.
This will be the tenth year that on the friday before thanksgiving we all get together and fry some turkeys.
The fact that we have managed to pull off this shindig without incident for nine years previous is nothing short of astonishing. I mean that.
Consider who is sending this.
Now imagine them lowering into 15 gallons of 400 degree boiling oil no less then 5 turkeys, ten pounds of french fries, a giant sack of tatter tots, a farmland of veggies, more ravioli then an sane household should possess, pickles, wontons, and for good measure a cheesecake.
Okay forget about the statistical probability of pyrotechnics and instead feel hungry.
Of course, all that food should be drunk with special turkey fry home-brewed brown beer. We will have that in abundance.
You should come to the turkey fry because good stuff happens there.
What is not guaranteed but still quite possible and with historic precedent is you may find peace of mind. You may finally find that book you have been trying to remember the title of for four years. You may witness a grown man argue with an inanimate object. You may witness a the act of unspeakable savagery known as the first round of tatter tots being pulled from the fryer. You may make a a few new friends. You may make out with one of them. You may in a moment of courage decide to try a scotch that was distilled before you were born. You may realize that you have been drinking the wrong type of gin and find the right type. You may decide that deep fried buffalo turkey is the best food in the world. You may feel good about yourself.
This is an invite to the 10th annual turkey fry. Please join us?
-A,J,R,S,E and a few others….
Friday. The Fry Day.
If you’re new to this, food prep starts, well Wednesday. If you are trying to figure out when you should show up, we are there all day with a few stragglers prepping food and sampling Belgian beers. The first turkey usually comes out around 7ish and this year we are doing more birds rather than bigger so we can have a constant stream of liquid hot molten protein available to our friends. The last bird comes out when we are done-ish. Usually before midnight
Where- 46 Percival st. In the greatest neighborhood of Boston: Dorchester. Fields Corner T stop is a few minutes walk away. If it is really going to be 40 degrees and raining, we will have some poor sap as designated people picker upper for the T.
What to expect. Well, food for one. We brewed 6 1/2 cases of our classic brown beer for y’all. Lots of fall veggies and all teh fangsgiving trimmings. This was started as an excuse to come together before we diverge into our nuclear family units. For those of us who have been to all 8 of these, it is as much our thanksgiving as the one we spend with our families of origin. So come out and be part of our tradition.
Right, so bring your friends. Bring your family. Bring your kids. Bring your self. Bring food if you really want to share something yummie! Either way, show up.
The 9th circle of hedonism.
November 20th, 2009.
Dorchester.
Who: Our trained assassins.
What: Food. I mean, way too many calories to be healthy.
Why: To see olden friends and build new alliances for future hedonistic indulgences.
Where: We already covered that.
When: As soon as you get here. The first of four turkeys will be ready around 7:30 pm on Friday evening.
Here is the beer you will drink.
What’s to hate?
