You two sisters crack me up sometimes. In a good way mind you.
90% of the juice glasses in my childhood home were those little glass jars. Loved that stuff!
I think 100% of ours! It wasnāt unusual for us to have three or four different Kraft cheese spreads in the fridge at the same time. My dad would open a jar or two, bring out a box of crackers, and the four of us would watch TV while he spread and passed, spread and passed.
These days at the ricepad pad, our juice glasses are former furikake jars!
I have one of those too, but the one I have the most of is DoƱa MarĆaĀ® Mole glasses. Bigger than a juice glass though.
I always thought BeefeaterRocks was a man!
I think Ive finally managed to break the last of my mustard āglassesā from France
Iāll be making reservations.
Do it now. Good places book up early.
I do it every year - usually outside the US, but last year in DC. Always memorable.
Since our Thanksgiving is near the end of November, thereās still quite a bit of time to think about it for us. Iāll probably visit Mom over in the nursing home in the morning and then itāll just be me and BF for a meal, which suits us fine. For the last couple Thanksgivings Iāve made Kenjiās turkey āporchettaā. Last year we skipped straight to making sandwiches with them in the style of a Philadelphia roast pork one (broccoli rabe, provolone, etc.). This year I might made green bean casserole, because BF teases me that I never make it ( I would use fresh green beans and a mushroom bechamelā¦although Frenchās crispy onions would have to make an appearance).
Thereās part of me thatās tempted to get a capon and do the āBeak-To-Buttā sequence in Joe Beef: Surviving The Apocalypse, but, again, thereās just two of us. Maybe Iād adapt it for a chickenā¦
Have you tried the Trader Joeās fried shallots? When you mentioned green bean casserole, my mind moved there immediately.
Above I described blanched beans tossed in garlicky EVOO with bits of torn baguette and grated Pec Rom. I need to check out those TJ shallots and maybe chunk some in.
Iām not a Trader Joeās person; I think the closest is Framingham and driving there would raise my blood pressure entirely too much. I only drive to get to work and back at this point (and if it snows, I Ćber). But good to know if I happen upon one.
Thank dog you didnāt play Helen Reddy.
Just looked up that Bourdain soup- looks delish.
Peggy Leeās woman is more my style.
The last time I did Thanksgiving I roasted a capon instead of a turkey. Everything else was the same. Then I promised for the next thanksgiving Iād do either a filet or prime rib. Then Covid showed up and I havenāt done a dinner with guests since. Iāve thought about doing a stuffed breast of veal, but the only place Iāve seen that lists them is a kosher butcher. They used to be common; my mom made them semi-frequently. Go figure.