Gratitude grows like an English popover, it spills over in a explosion of warmth and flavor and requires very few ingredients. I thought about that yesterday during our Thanksgiving dinner, which was missing some of our favorite people but still full of rich, buttery food and joy. We were thankful for moments -- a vigorous [...]
Today, I’m thankful for U.S. I’m especially grateful for the opportunity to say so. We live in a beautiful, confounding country and sometimes we forget our manners. But, by official proclamation, we have to write a national thank you note every fourth Thursday in November. Consider this mine. I’m grateful to Abraham Lincoln who, in [...]
On Black Friday, we woke to the sound of a turkey dance. They came from the woods, gathered in the sun, and thumbed their little beards at us from the cornfield next to our cabin. Still a little doped up on tryptophan from our Thanksgiving feast, we gathered at the window to watch them play. [...]
I'll always be grateful to Gulliver, the first turkey I ever cooked. From his humble beginnings on a farm owned by my father's friend, Gulliver grew to be the largest turkey we ever cooked in our oven -- weighing in at a whopping 22.46 lbs. He was a feisty turkey, even post-mortem, attempting a daring escape from our [...]
'T was the day before Thanksgiving and all through our place Molly stood stirring at a furious pace. The dough was all kneaded, risen and baked Nuts roasted warmly, lemon rind flaked. The turkey sat frozen, too fat for the pan. We hauled out our annual improvised plan. Then Molly in her apron, and I [...]