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this year is the ex's year with the child so its just the two of us so we thought we could be weird. i dont exactly know what dishes we are making but i will follow up. |
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I discovered too (this for Antigone or Nate whomever had used Dr Bonner's for the first time) that Kikkoman soy sauce has less sodium, less sugar, and no carbs as compared to the cheapo soy sauce i was using, even la choy is full of sugar & carbs. No pigeons or turkeys were harmed in these recipes. |
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*ham in some kind of glaze with currants and cranberries in the drippings *sour cream mashed potatoes *corn pudding *spinach and gruyere crustless-quice-type-thing *stuffing with vegetarian "meat" *pumpkin cheesecake We cooked all day and then finished eating our banquet in about 20 minutes, and then had a Discussion about immigration policy and marriage (separately). In my mind, I was a character from Dostoevsky, sitting silently in the midst of a conversation and then spontaneously erupting in crazed and somehow angry laughter before collapsing in a pale, sweaty heap under the table. Anyway, I made the mashed potatoes and the cheesecake, which didn't quite turn out right. It wasn't dense enough, and I suspect I may have used too much pumpkin. Tomorrow we're having a second feast with my aunt and uncle, as it is my aunt's birthday. I'm making an apple and pear galette. |
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also i now know there is something called "guitar hero wt" (abbreviated in some circles to "gh:wt") out there. at first i assumed that "wt" had the same meaning there (that makes sense, right?) but i now know better. |
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Here's a few things I've made in the past couple of months- -macaroni and cheese with greek salad -black eyed peas, rice, collard greens, and apple cornbread - lasagna, salad, bread - fake meatloaf, kasha varnishkes, cucumber salad - stuffed kale, piperade, bread, lemon sorbet - lots of soups, lots of salads You get the idea... |
all of this talk about thanksgiving food brought back memories of my great-uncle's mississippi sweet potatoes. they were always part of the thanksgiving dinner when i was younger, and always there when he had us over for a dinner of wild game or a fish fry. they weren't exactly candied - no marshmallows or anything like that. i'm not exactly sure how he cooked them. they were cut into strips like long french fries and had just a little sugar and a bit of lemon, just enough to make them subtly sweet. the end product wasn't like a french fry in that you couldn't pick one up without breaking it. they were addictive; when i went home with a tub of them, i'd end up shoveling them into my face until i was yam-colored. i need to find out how to make those. |
we ate: locally farm raised turkey (soaked overnight in brine) jalapeno cornbread stuffing w/ chorizo and pine nuts mashed potatoes gravy orange cranberry sauce braised brussel sprouts w/ pearl onions pumpkin pie pecan pie whipped cream everything homemade. i think there was one other thing but i'm forgetting. i have lost 7 lbs in the last 12-13 weeks. i have had a really bad cold for four days and wish i could just go comatose until it's gone. |
Turkey gravy stuffing mashed potatoes sweet potatoes with candied pecans orange cranberry sauce green beans sauteed with bacon and shallots pumpkin cake (but no one ate any until the next day). I thought I was going to have the flu all week. Sem had to take me to the hospital the Sunday before. But it wasn't the flu, just a minor stomach bug. |
Of course, the problem with being on the opposite end from the kitchen is that I think we missed some of the stuff that came around, but I remember: -fiery homemade wines (none of which I could drink) -mashed potatoes -ham -some sort of sweet potato salad thing which was fucking amazing as shit -creamed onions -brussels sprouts and bacon (two of my favourite things in one dish, hell yeah) -yams -gravy -big fluffy yeasty rolls -pumpkin pie -pecan pie -cranberry sauce -mandarin orange/basil cranberry sauce By the time the turkey made it out of the oven, we were all too full to eat any, so it sat triumphantly whole in the midst of the debauchery. God, I love Thanksgiving. |
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