Sunny day. Hot bath. Family. Music. Belly laughs. Beauty. Color. Flavors. Homemade pie. Wine. Food, food, food. Surprise visits. Grandmas, cousins, nephews ,aunts. Crisp night air with a big new moon. So much to be thankful for.
Our Thanksgiving feast was assembled over a period of days by many hands (though my folks did the lion’s share AND hosted). Most everything was made from scratch. Love Food at its best. We were truly fed and filled. The menu was so ridiculously and beautifully decadent that it deserves documentation.
H’or d’oerves:
soft cheeses, water crackers, gourmet olives and homemade sourdough breadsticks
Roasted Turkey, Cornbread Stuffing with Fennel, Pine Nuts and Orange, Handmade Butternut Ravioli, Baked Tofu, Sourdough Stuffing with Mushroom and Artichoke Hearts, Candied Yams with Pecans, Mashed Potatoes and Gravy (vegetarian and bird), Creamed Spinach, Sautéed Green Beans, Waldorf Salad, Green Salad with Mom’s garlicky Green Goddess dressing, Jellied Cranberry Sauce, Cranberry Orange Relish, Rolls and Butter, Pinot, Lemonade and L’eau Gazeuse.
Dessert:
Pecan Pie and Pumpkin Pie with Whipped Cream, Chocolate Cream Pie and Stollen (plus the miniature apple tart Eden made). Strong Coffee (whipped cream optional).
A brisk walk around the neigborhood to round it out. Clean up, nibbling, laughing, then finally home, stuffed and happy.
(Picture: detail from my painting "Mother Tree").
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