11.30.2009

Thanksgiving

first turkey
One of the few photos captured during Thanksgiving.
I was remarkably gleeful, roasting that turkey.

T
he four day weekend was such a blur of doing, making, and visiting, and now that it's Monday, I'm sad to discover that I have hardly any photos to show for it. What I do have, however, is a pretty great sense of satisfaction. For once, I filled my weekend with everything I set out to do, and on Thanksgiving weekend, no less.

I just floated in the kitchen. I had the foresight to boil stock and roll out pie crusts the week before, and in the days leading up to our feast, I prepped all the vegetables and stored them away in labeled zip-lock bags. That is totally wild because I'm never that organized. I think the key to my success was hundreds, no thousands, of cups of coffee and a carefully planned out cooking schedule I scrawled out in a notebook at 2 AM Wednesday night. Maybe it was too late for idealism, because while crafting this schedule, I finally took heed of my extraordinary ability to doddle and I allotted time for it accordingly.

In case you're interested, the menu:

Roast Heritage Turkey with Bacon-Herb and Cider Gravy
Chestnut, Bacon, Apple and Cornbread Stuffing
Garlic and Rosemary Mashed Potatoes
Roasted Asparagus with Lemon Wedges and Shallots
Roasted Sweet Potatoes with Garlic Oil and Sage
Cranberry Relish
Cracked Wheat Top-Knots
Pumpkin Pie with Whipped Cream and Candied Walnuts


Heather, my talented accomplice, made baked brie, stuffed mushrooms, mixed greens salad, baked ham, and mulled wine! Holy hell, we had mountains of food.

The rest of our weekend included visiting my raucous family, hiding from Black Friday in a pillow fort*, a seriously fun but strenuous bike ride, seeing The Fantastic Mr. Fox (truly fantastic), going on dog-walks, monitoring Kurt's beard-growing progress, ordering Greek carry-out and plotting/hinting about Christmas gifts.

How was your long weekend? The best, I hope.

*More about this tomorrow.

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