And all through the house, not a creature was stirring, except for the nutty woman making cranberry sauce at 5am.
It’s pre-gobble time. Run to the store time, prep your turkey time, run to store again time. I love this holiday. It’s my all-time fav. We never celebrated it when I was growing up, which is ironic because a holiday about food would have fit right in. My husband’s family taught me to love Thanksgiving. The gathering, the laughing, the shouting, the forcing-the-vegetarian-to-mix-sausage-stuffing-by-hand-ing. I digress.
Through the years I’ve found my own way of doing the holiday – I’ve tried garlic mashed potatoes and truffle mashed potatoes and pecan glazed sweet potatoes and apple cranberry stuffing and every other recipe that Martha Stewart pimped out. You know what I learned? All I need is pounds and pounds of butter. And maybe some heavy cream. Other than that – I leave everything alone. My mashed potatoes just have potatoes in them. I save the pecans for the pie, and the craziest thing I add to my stuffing is some green onions.
I’m not sure if I’ll be able to blog throughout the cooking, but I’ll try. Here’s almost everything – minus the 28 pound fresh bird that’s waiting for me at the market.
If I knew how to do one of those cool panoramic shots, I would. But I don’t, so I won’t.
Yes, we’re a Poppycock family. There’s no hiding it now.
I thought I’d highlight two of my favorite “cheats”.
Why cut celery and onions when you can use that time for more productive things, like watching Top Chef Seattle (do you love it like I love it?).
The best $2.99 cents you have ever spent at Trader Joe’s.
Here’s the other thing I don’t bother making from scratch … sorry about the blurriness but it’s early you know. Get off my back.
I do make a quick honey and maple syrup to drizzle on top. See, it’s kinda like homemade.
Ok, gotta get back to my day. Hope you are all knee deep in turkey day prep too! No? Damn.