Since both of my parents are gone and I no longer interact with the cousins I grew up with, it's generally just Martin and his folks for Thanksgiving. Since they are British, this is not a big holiday to them. Sort of a really great meal day, but no special occasion.
I really don't like turkey. I never have. It's a major pain in the ass to cook for something I really don't care to eat. I've done the turkey thing a couple times when I got the free bird from work, but I would never go buy a turkey to cook just because I don't really like them.
A turkey sandwich is one thing. A whole damn carcass is a whole different story. NOTE: My coonhound once pulled the carcass of a 14 pound turkey out of the trash and ate every scrap of it in about 8 seconds without so much as a belch or a smear of grease on the floor.
This year, I am making a beef tenderloin encrusted with pecans. My latest Food & Wine magazine came and the cover had this beautiful tenderloin with the title ROAST AND BOAST. And that's exactly what I intend to do. Of course, being Lisa the Crazed Cook, I plan on totally bastardizing the receipe and marinating it in a nice herb and garlic marinade overnight, then doing the rest of it with my added touches. Garlic comes to mind, being the nice Italian girl I am. Rosemary as well. It even has au jus. My father- in -law is very fond of au jus. He'd drink it if I could bottle it.
I also have this incredibly simple cheese spread receipe that is wonderful that I'm going to make along with my version of rumaki. Since neither my husband nor my mother-in-law will eat shellfish, I wrap water chestnuts in bacon and cook them in the slow cooker with Oy Vey Very Teriyaki for about three hours. YUM. And so healthy as well, you know!
With the leftover pecan encrusted tenderloin, I plan on making a nice stew. Nuts in stew sounds bizarre so I'll take the nuts off.
I'll be serving it with a nice Chianti and some fava beans with the next census taker that comes around.
Oh? We're not in a census year? Damn. Who was that then?
You gotta love a girl who can quote Hannibal.
Posted by: Lisa | November 20, 2004 at 07:50 PM
I'm not a death hag for nothing!
Posted by: Lisa | November 20, 2004 at 07:52 PM
The only way I remember that line is because our head Astronomer at work uses it whenever he gets a chance.
Posted by: Amy | November 22, 2004 at 01:19 PM