So I am clearly sicker than I thought because it was very easy to get TeeCee to agree to write up a little bit about her Thanksgiving menu. She must know I am not going to make it to Thanksgiving and this is my dying wish. heh. #Hyperbole
Almost every year, TeeCee hosts a fabulous Thanksgiving. There was a year or two she went on a trip instead, but for the most part I look forward to her yummy, fancy dinner menu. I’d bet she starts preparing on December 1 of the previous year for her extravaganzas were it not for the fact that she does stuff like this on other holidays as well. So grab a snack that you will soon find highly in adequate, and enjoy TeeCee’s holiday menu….
We will start early. Eagles are playing at 12:30. So, there will be a pot of Acorn Squash bisque (with leeks) available all day. And shrump. And chicken liver crostini. I always scatter little dishes with chocolates and shortbread cookies all over my house. I gots to make the MIL work for stuffing that gaping maw of hers. There will be some sort of cheese/pepperoni bread that someone is bringing. And chips and pretzels and cheese tray, veggie tray and fruit tray. And a few dips — herb onion, cream cheese and mustard. Maybe green goddess. Everyone LOVES the green goddess.
Beer will be around all day. Also on the bar cart will be Prosecco, old fashioneds (with bourbon and anyone who thinks otherwise can cram it. Bourbon.rules.) we have some rum chats and fireball shit that I’ll leave out. And Nocello, Frangelico, Grappa and lemoncello for the after dinner digestiv.
So, my turkey (farm raised, never frozen, heirloom) will be stuffed but good. I make a traditional stuffing with sage sausage and my own chicken stock, along with a few types of bread with varying texture and dryness. I cook my turkey using sort of a steam roasting method. I surround it with herbs, onion, lemon, dry white wine and stock. I seal it and do not open it until the last few minutes. In time to get the drippings for gravy ( just separate, strain and whisk into a pre-made roux and you will have the best gravy you ever had). Then traditional mashed potatoes. Nothing added but butter, condensed milk and some black pepper. You don’t mess with perfection. I’ll have cranberries two ways. The canned crap and a home-made chutney kinda thing. Mil brings Waldorf salad that I’ve renamed waldork. I will have Brussels sprouts sautéed in panchetta drippings with butter, thyme and lemon. Crispy panchetta goes in last minute and then the whole thing gets squirted with thick balsamic reduction. Corn, cut off the cob and lightly salted in butter with chives, lime zest and lime juice. Dinner rolls with Irish butter. I think that is it.
For dessert we get Amish pies. Pecan and pumpkin and apple. Some mystery dessert is being brought by a guest. I will make Frangelico flavored whipped cream. Coffee and teas along with some fruit and nuts in the shell to crack and nibble while we sit around talking. Oh and I bought a fun game called …telestration?… For after dinner.
Then, I move because my house is incredibly fucked up and every dish and glass is used. Every surface of the main rooms and kitchen are covered with dirtied and empties. I buy fresh gladware to send each person home with their midnight snack.