I'm 49 years old, with a husband and 3 boys who love to eat. Anything Italian, cookies, cakes and bread. Thanksgiving dinner. The first meal that I cooked for my Father-In-Law was a turkey dinner, and I was so nervous that I forgot to turn the oven on. I kept on basting the turkey, thinking "why isn't this browning"? By the time I realized what I had done, it was too late. We had spaghetti for dinner!