I think so, Brain … but the tryptophan’s starting to kick in.
I usually roast a turkey on the grill using either hickory or mesquite, but this year, the gathering at stately Hoge Manor is just my son and me. The main dish today is a venison roast that my son has prepared based on a recipe handed down by Mrs. Hoge.We now have more space in the freezer, and Saturday is opening day.
UPDATE—The roast was an excellent headliner for the menu. The Gentle Reader can see from the photo that we had zucchini and yellow squash with onions. The other side dishes were corn, asparagus, and mashed potatoes. Dessert was fig and date milk shakes.
I think I’m ready for a nap.
The 24-lb bird is now roasting on the Weber grill.
UPDATE—Done with a citrus brine, chili rub, and mango/onion stuffing, it was the flavor hit of the pot luck.
Here’s the recipe for my son William’s Thanksgiving Pie—
Make the filing of equal amounts of Stayman Winesap and Pink Lady apples tossed together with Grade B maple syrup (that’s the dark kind with extra solids). Put the filing in a pie shell and add the lattice top made of butcher cut bacon. The bacon will shrink while cooking, so the ends will initially droop over the edge of the pie shell. Bake in a 350 °F oven until the shell and bacon are done. Put a drip pan under the pie to catch drips from the bacon.
My podcasting partner Stacy McCain has a post up about the enlightenment we will receive from the Leftists at our Thanksgiving tables.
Like the Pilgrims, liberals are convinced of their own moral superiority. The rest of us are ignorant savages, in need of enlightenment.
So, yes, be thankful for the liberals who show up at your Thanksgiving feast, to remind you how lucky you are to maintain your sanity.
Read the whole thing.
Oh, and Happy Thanksgiving!
I think so, Brain … but this may have been the wrong week to start my diet.
I think so, Brain … tryptophan.