Lore and I hosted my family for Thanksgiving for the first time. Neither of us are used to cooking for more than two, and I was genuinely worried that we didn’t have enough food for eight. My ill-fitting clothes and stuffed refrigerator disagree. In fact, we have more than enough leftover turkey to last us until we get sick of it. We also ended up with about a pint of cranberry sauce and 2 quarts of stuffing left over.
Here was the menu:
Cheese, olive, and bread plate appetizer
Roasted 10-lb. turkey
Salad of mixed greens with tomatoes, olives, chevre, and almonds
Green bean casserole
Couscous stuffing with herbs, pine nuts, pistachios, corn, garlic, leeks, and carrots
Pumpkin ice cream pie
Chocolate oat truffles with coconut
The turkey was pretty dry but, as I explained to Lore, that’s what all the other stuff is for.
I learned a few things. Cooking Thanksgiving dinner is not as hard as I feared. It’s helpful to prepare things ahead of time, like the cranberry sauce and stuffing. I need to get a turkey baster for next time.
I was very thankful that my family was able to visit, that there were no disasters in the kitchen, and for my first Thanksgiving with my new wife.
I will never get used to restaurants not boxing my food for me when I take home leftovers. In New York, they always did it for me. It never occurred to me that it would be done otherwise, but elsewhere the waiter hands you a box and you pack it yourself. A couple of people have told me they like doing it themselves because they know what’s going into the box. I always counter that the food is prepared out of sight to begin with.
We were in Colorado last weekend to celebrate my new nephew’s first birthday. He just arrived from Korea in September so this was the first time Lore and I have seen him. He’s adorable. He’s also one of the quietest babies I’ve ever seen. Between him and his brother Jackson I was a bit overloaded on cuteness last weekend.
We all went to the Denver Zoo on Sunday. Here are some photographs:
I was in Omaha this week for a workshop. Omaha is a pretty big city with broad streets and buildings that aren’t very close together, giving it a very low-density feel. Our regional office building is on the rehabilitated industrial riverfront. A curvy pedestrian suspension bridge connects the walking trail on the Omaha side of the Missouri River with Council Bluffs, Iowa. Aside from my brief walks up onto the bridge, I didn’t see very much of Omaha.