After all the shopping, drinking, cooking, drinking, cleaning and fretting – I can honestly say, it was all worth it just to hear Samu say, “This was the best Thanksgiving ever.”
Of course, we made way too much food – three pounds of homemade gnocchi we never got to cook – what was I thinking? Our dinner guest was human – not Big Foot.
Seeing how there’s so much food left over, this post will be the cooking edition – if anything to show I know how to turn on a stove.
For us the party started on Wednesday night. A trip to Sorrisso’s, in Astoria, to score our Thanksgiving entree: aged rib-eye steak. Yeah, yeah – we know turkey is the tradition, but no one in my family even likes turkey. And I have a hard enough time dealing with roasting a little chicken, forget stuffing a twelve-pound turkey – that’s like cooking a baby.
Other folks can eat their babies, uh…I mean, turkeys – we’ll stick to regular blood.
After Sorisso’s, we had Thanksgiving eve dinner at Sweet Afton. I meant to bake the pumpkin pie that same evening but two rounds later, I realized that was a stupid idea. Luckily, we had a turkey-less oven and baked it early Thursday morning. What ticked me off was it was Samu’s idea to have homemade pumpkin pie but Zuki was the one who wound up helping me. The next time Samu requests a homemade dessert, I might just stuff him.
And that was Zuki’s request – stuffing. I’ve never really made stuffing before but I figured Mirepoix, chorizos Columbiano, white wine and stock…
Easy as pie. Easier, actually and more fun, too because I get to use wine! I’d say the stuffing was a success and more importantly, I’m so glad I didn’t have to stuff this up a turkey’s butt.
Happy T-day and don’t get trampled on Black Friday.