Chances are, if you live in the US, you ate food Thursday, too. Well, really, chances are if you're reading this blog from anywhere, you ate food on Thursday. But a lot of us ate similarly this particular Thursday.
Here's what we had:
A few years ago, my mother threatened to make reservations for Thanksgiving. I told her that eating at a restaurant was unacceptable, that my body knows when Thanksgiving comes around and that I was sure it would mutiny in an ugly way, were it not given it's annual ration of Madeira gravy. I told her she and my father could put the turkey in the oven, and I would take care of the rest.
We're all really glad I did, because now we have a sort of tradition where Mom and Dad do turkey/stuffing/gravy and I do everything else. Well, everything else that requires actual cooking - they can still handle nuking the package of peas with butter sauce.
Throughout the years, we've solidified a very nice menu. Here's this year's verison:
Cranberry Sauce, two ways
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| Bag of Cranberries, 2 oranges, 1/4 cup brown sugar, ginger, cloves. |
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| At the table |
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Yes, we also had the canned kind.
Why did they change the cans so you can't open both sides? Drives us nuts every year. |
Brussels Sprouts Gratin
Other Sides
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| Aforementioned Peas in Butter Sauce |
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| Mashed Potatoes (y'all know to put an egg in there, right? Makes 'em super rich!) |
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| Sausage Stuffing (do you call it stuffing or dressing?) |
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| Sweet Potatoes |
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| Creamed Onions |
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| See the herbs between the skin and breast meat? |
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| At the table. |
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Herby leftovers.
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| Mana from Heaven. |
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| Seriously, we have to ration the leftovers of this stuff. |
My mom sets a lovely table.
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| The table before. |
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| Place setting. |
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| What I ate. |
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| The aftermath. |
Dessert
My daughter's school's fundraiser this Fall was from
The Chip Shoppe. Here's what we bought to help build a rock wall for her gym:
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| Pumpkin Roll. YUM! |
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Pecan Pie.
You'll see this on our Christmas table, too. Glad we got two!! |
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| Turkey stock. |
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| Mimi, the 15 year old Jack Russell Terrier, gets to lick the platter. |
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| Midnight snack. |
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The last of the leftovers became a pizza lunch.
A Flatout, topped with mashed potatoes, turkey, stuffing, mozzarella under the broiler,
garnished with orange cranberry relish. |
As I said in an earlier post. I am thankful that you read my blog. I'm so happy I started it and it gives me great joy that you're out there. Thank you.
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| This is too cute not to show again. Seriously. All four paws are on that thing! |
It looks like an amazing meal! The leftovers on pizza sounds like the most wonderful invention ever. I haven't had a thanksgiving in the US since 2006 and I miss it a lot.
ReplyDeleteI think a third dog picture might even be necessary.
ReplyDeleteLooks delish! (and what a gorgeous table!)