Food, and lots of it
Dec. 6th, 2014 09:20 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
yendiTalking to a coworker yesterday about Thanksgiving:
Him: Yeah, we had to make a run for more mashed potatoes.
Me: Yeah, I doubled my recipe this year, and it still barely was enough.
Him: You guys do all your own cooking for the holiday?
I honestly didn't know what to say (other than "yes"). Thanksgiving has always felt like the holiday most about DIY, to me. It's not much cheaper, mind you, but it's part of the tradition for us.
Anyway, things that![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shadesong and I made and that we (and others) consumed:
Stuffed mushrooms filled with garlic, cheese, and (in some cases) bacon.
Bacon-wrapped dates stuffed with goat cheese.
Cheddar-rosemary biscuits (gluten-free)
One turkey (eighteen pounds), brined for about 36 hours and with garlic/rosemary/thyme/sage butter rubbed all under its skin before roasting.
Green beans with bacon.
Really garlicky mashed potatoes (made in crockpot).
Thyme-roasted sweet potatoes.
Gluten-free cornbread stuffing (also in a crockpot).
Honey-roasted carrots
Crescent rolls
Crack pie.
Chocolate bourbon cake.
Maple pumpkin pie.
Peanut butter pie.
(Both caramel cream and bourbon-infused whip cream on the sides)
The peanut butter pie was new this year, and definitely one we'll repeat. The crack pie was more popular this year than in previous years, being the rare dessert that yielded almost no leftovers. With the exception of the crescent rolls and half an apple pie a guest brought over, everything was gluten-free, and it was all yummy.
As always, The Princess Bride was watched, alcohol was consumed, and people (as best I could tell) left here full and happy. It's hard to not be aware (and it came up often during the meal; we do tend to have like-minded folks) that the world's often a horrible, horrible place, and that most of us in the house were protected from some of that awfulness entirely by accidents of birth. But we all treat it as a day on which we're not only grateful for all we have, but on which we can have hope for the upcoming year, on the personal, national, and global levels.
Anyway, that was last week's Thanksgiving. This is the fourteenth one I've hosted with 'song, and we'll continue to host them as long as there are chosen family people who need a place to eat.
Him: Yeah, we had to make a run for more mashed potatoes.
Me: Yeah, I doubled my recipe this year, and it still barely was enough.
Him: You guys do all your own cooking for the holiday?
I honestly didn't know what to say (other than "yes"). Thanksgiving has always felt like the holiday most about DIY, to me. It's not much cheaper, mind you, but it's part of the tradition for us.
Anyway, things that
shadesong and I made and that we (and others) consumed:Stuffed mushrooms filled with garlic, cheese, and (in some cases) bacon.
Bacon-wrapped dates stuffed with goat cheese.
Cheddar-rosemary biscuits (gluten-free)
One turkey (eighteen pounds), brined for about 36 hours and with garlic/rosemary/thyme/sage butter rubbed all under its skin before roasting.
Green beans with bacon.
Really garlicky mashed potatoes (made in crockpot).
Thyme-roasted sweet potatoes.
Gluten-free cornbread stuffing (also in a crockpot).
Honey-roasted carrots
Crescent rolls
Crack pie.
Chocolate bourbon cake.
Maple pumpkin pie.
Peanut butter pie.
(Both caramel cream and bourbon-infused whip cream on the sides)
The peanut butter pie was new this year, and definitely one we'll repeat. The crack pie was more popular this year than in previous years, being the rare dessert that yielded almost no leftovers. With the exception of the crescent rolls and half an apple pie a guest brought over, everything was gluten-free, and it was all yummy.
As always, The Princess Bride was watched, alcohol was consumed, and people (as best I could tell) left here full and happy. It's hard to not be aware (and it came up often during the meal; we do tend to have like-minded folks) that the world's often a horrible, horrible place, and that most of us in the house were protected from some of that awfulness entirely by accidents of birth. But we all treat it as a day on which we're not only grateful for all we have, but on which we can have hope for the upcoming year, on the personal, national, and global levels.
Anyway, that was last week's Thanksgiving. This is the fourteenth one I've hosted with 'song, and we'll continue to host them as long as there are chosen family people who need a place to eat.