I only had to travel from my bedroom to the dining room for this past year's Thanksgiving. Not only that, I managed to shirk all responsibility for cooking, leaving it for my mother. She really outdid herself. Alright, let's get to the bird.
Baked to perfection, this moist, juicy, tender, twenty-pounder was stuffed to the gills with succulent homemade stuffing. The skin spoke for itself.
It was an incredible spread with every imaginable dish.
Sauteed turnips, and a pot of creamed onions, possibly my favorite side dish. If you've never had these, you are missing out on a real delight.
Sauteed brussel sprouts.
Mashed sweet potatoes, topped with brown sugar.
My first plateful, a sample of all the delectable choices, should have won some sort of diversity award - 9 different dishes (mashed potatoes, mashed sweet potatoes, acorn squash, turnips, brussel sprouts, green beans, creamed onions, stuffing, and turkey) plus gravy. This is true art.
Although I generally refrain from partaking in dessert, Thanksgiving is a day when I give into all urges to consume. Vanilla ice cream complemented the homemade pumpkin and apple pies, both made with fresh ingredients. Also present were homemade mincemeat pies and sugared dates. What a way to literally top off an unforgettable meal.
Please contact my mom for answers to all questions regarding cooking and Pilgrim culture. I hope you enjoy next Thanksgiving as much as I will.
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