Friday, November 25, 2005
I can't eat as much as I usta!


I remember many a Thanksgiving dinner where I went back for seconds on practically everything, but yesterday I found myself struggling to clean up one plate. I did notice, while trying to load the holiday plates into the dishwasher this morning, that they stood too tall and interferred with the rotating 'blades'.
There was a lot of promotion of the 'blast furnace' turkey-cooking method this year. Safeway was promoting the 'Two Hour Turkey', The New York Times Food Section published a slightly variant procedure, and Gourmet


The six guests all brought food and drink and we laid on a lavish feast starting with ham wrapped asparagus appetizers at 3:00 PM and ending with pumpkin pie around 7:00 PM. If eight unexpected guests had crawled to our door, we could have fed them till they popped (on the leftovers).
[I guess if I want to sequence pictures, I should start with the last and work forward.]