December 10, 2013
It’s always a good day when I can take a vaguely recalled taste, and recreate it. And if it doesn’t taste exactly like I remember it, well, I don’t know that I remember it all that well, anyway.
I was browsing back through some older blog entries recently. I do that periodically, both because it’s fun to recall particularly good meals, and because sometimes I’ll think, “ooooohhh, I haven’t had that in a good while, so that’s for dinner.” I came across an entry where I’d eaten lunch with a friend at Caritas Village in Memphis, and had the Greek beef, and contended I’d recreate it. And I decided I’d have Greek Beef.
November 30, 2013
This apple butter, y’all. You need to do this. Albeit you need to be more prepared for it than I was.
See, I had two recipes for apple butter. One called for peeling and coring the apples and cooking the stuff in the crock pot. That, on reflection, might have been the easier option.
November 29, 2013
With due thanks to Arlo Guthrie. I posted that line on Facebook last night and the responses make me think that only one of my friends picked up on the reference to the iconic late 60s-early 70s anthem. Ah, well. As Dorothy Parker would have noted, “Time doth flit.”
It was a most excellent Thanksgiving dinner, even if we had two or three less around the table than I’d planned for. The turkey was succulent and juicy; the dressing was appropriately sage-y; the cranberry salad, for those of us who ate it, was its usual sweet-tart self; the caramelized streusel topping (with walnuts, because I was out of pecans) provided a sweet, crunchy counterpoint to the creamy sweet potato casserole; the mashed potatoes and mac and cheese were, well, mashed potatoes and mac and cheese; I didn’t eat either one.
November 27, 2013
Cue dramatic music.
Tomorrow, in the event you have been under a rock for the past several weeks, is Thanksgiving. Or, in the cute-speak spawned by the confluence of holidays, Thanksgivukkah (Hanukkah began tonight). So, of course, cooking begins today, because there ain’t no way you can cook a full Thanksgiving dinner on Thanksgiving day, not if you’re eating midday, and not even if you’re eating at night because then you’re too tired to eat.