Thanksgiving Feast Time

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Originally Posted by Josh

We picked 4 dishes that I can't remember out of the Silk Road cookbook at my parents house the other day. Vegetables for thanksgiving and no fake turkey meat. Eggplants and shit. Fuck the Mayflower.

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What all are you making? I am just having veggie stuff for Thanksgiving too. I found a neat vegetable for mashed cauliflower I may try:

http://www.wholefoodsmarket.com/reci...er_mashed.html

Sounds fun.

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Originally Posted by Cowutopia

lies. The best thing is stuffing.

Or pie.

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Or the anal sex.

There used to be sexy golden retriever at my aunt's house that would give me leg play. He died. Thanksgiving isn't as fun anymore.

Making a nice big dish of baked macaroni and cheese from scratch, and trying my hand at some stuffing this year too. Hopefully the two will go well together. I hate Stove Top shit, it doesn't feel thick enough or have enough flavor.

Bless my grandma, she usually insists to make dinner on Thanksgiving, but she often has so much to handle that making some things from scratch is not possible. Thankfully we're hosting it from this year on, and we get to take a few more liberties and have a little more energy to make some more interesting dishes.

WHAT DID YOU ALL EAT

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Originally Posted by Wildkat

Cold Turkey sandwiches the next day are the very best thing about Thankgiving.

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False.

The sandwich should be made a few hours later on the same day. That's how I did mine and it was awesome.

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Originally Posted by Aurora

Or the anal sex.

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http://www.getsheila.com/getsheila/t...rty-turkey.jpg

SHE WAS ASKING FOR IT! :sweat:

white meat
dark meat
all will be carved.

So my girlfriend and I ended up making sweet potato cassarole, broccoli cassarole, jazzied up mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, and apple crumble. Our host (girlfriend's cousin), however, only had the Turkey and stuffing. He didn't tell us to cook--as a matter of fact, I almost felt weird cooking the amount that we did. But we ended up bringing the entire fucking meal.

We didn't get any leftovers, and we didn't get thanked for bringing the food.

I suppose that's what I get for eating with a bunch of money obsessed, drunken investment bankers. It was like eating with the cast of American Psycho except without the interesting one who murdered people and fed stray cats to ATMs.

In any case, the food we made was all really kick ass. The mashed potatoes had cream cheese, sour cream, parmessean, and a stick of butter in them; the broccoli cassarole came from an old southern cook book from home, the sweet potato cassarole was my aunt's time test recipe (except I think it was too sweet, might cut back on the cup of sugar next time); the apple crumble is my girlfriend's concoction, and the cranberry sauce.. well. I mean, it was cranberry sauce. Still we had to carry those five dishes across the city on the tube and on the bus. So good food, bad people--made me miss my folks.

fucking investment bankers eh?


as for me, i'm still shitting - i can hear the gurgle coming from the stomach region yet again. Here I go again on my own!