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Brown Butter Bourbon Pecan Pie with Homemade Bourbon flavored whipped cream. Eating at the VFW.
Chucks Chowdah
1 medium acorn squash
1/2 cup navy beans (Dry)*
1 can corn, drained or 1 cup cooked corn kernels
2 medium red potatoes, cubed
6.5 oz (1 can) smoked wild Alaska Sockeye from Tonka Seafoods
1/4 cup (1/2 stick) unsalted butter
14 oz (1 can) sweetened condensed milk
1 cup milk
1cup water
1tbsp dill weed
1 tsp salt
1 tsp black pepper
Sort and wash the beans and put them in the pressure cooker with enough water to cover with about half an inch. Seal and bring to pressure then remove from heat and set aside. Release pressure, drain and rinse the beans and return the beans to the pressure cooker.
*I didn’t measure after they were cooked but it’s about 1 to 1.5 cups cooked beans.
Poke some holes in the squash and bake for 35 to 40 minutes or until tender. Cut in half and let cool enough to handle then scoop out the seeds and discard. Scoop out the meat. You should have about two cups of squash. Discard the skin.
NOTE: Alternatively, you can peel and cut the raw squash up into cubes with a (Very) sharp knife and add them to the pressure cooker without pre-cooking. If you don’t have a nice big SHARP chefs knife, play it safe and pre-cook the squash in the oven.
(Canned squash and canned white beans would speed things up and might work almost as well.)
Add the other ingredients and stir together. Seal and bring to pressure. Reduce heat to lowest setting. Cook for 40 minutes and remove from heat. Makes a nice thick chowder. Add water if it’s too thick for you
I usually refine the recipe over three or four (At least) batches but this came out so good on the first try I thought I’d share it. Great comfort food! Next time I’ll try some optional ingredients: chopped onion, garlic, green pepper, celery - but this first batch came out really, really good.
No time to eat!
Gotta send $100 to every politician who thinks Thanksgiving is a good time to catch conservatives at home, in search of their e-mail panhandling.
Nothing better than warm bread, butter and strawberry preserves.
I am not cooking anything because my wife is in Canada visiting relatives. So me and my daughter have reservations for Blackhawk. Blackhawk is an expensive place which has fancy desserts and all sorts of drinks and juices. But me and my daughter will have a breakfast now, but we are going out for that as well since I do not really cook and like I said my wife isn’t home but a thousand miles away. I am sort of sad.
I’m alone. Pasta with clams in an olive/oil garlic base, accompanied by a bottle of pinot grigio.
We’re having our family dinner on Sunday because my wife works retail. We are keeping it simple so, we’ll be having:
Cured ham homegrown by us,
Mashed potatoes,
Green Bean & Bacon Casserole,
That Fruit Salad Thing,
Stuffing,
3 layer Pumpkin Spice Cake w/ cream cheese frosting,
Pumpkin, Apple and Pecan Pies
Dining at a friend’s house and bringing 2 kinds of home made cranberry sauce. She’s supplying the jellied, canned variety. I’m also bringing a 3 part crystal dish to serve it all in and will give her the dish, if she likes it.
Duck.
My wife is cooking duck, Chinese style.
Garlic Bread
Johnny Walker Black Label
Some kind of veggy.
Some other kind of veggy.
Sweet per-taters.
Did I mention the Scotch ?
I like your menu.
I will be assisting on something like that at Christmas at one of my son’s house with a number of relatives.
Today it is just the wife and I in the desert and I have my favorite stew recipe in the oven in a big dutch oven. Probably eat at 2:30. (Then I will have some more at 7:00 tonight and lunch tomorrow)
Ropa Vieja
Lechon Asado
Yuca Frita could con Ajo
Papa Relleno
Croquetas De Jabon
Arroz
Assorted wine, port and even some tequila.
Favorites from over the years. Had Latino family for more than half my life now. Darn tasty food for this ol' redneck.
Not Meth, for once.
My adult children don’t like turkey. We’re having chicken wings and frozen pizza. For real. With some traditional thanksgiving sides too.
I am done with my share of the cooking so I am watching UNC beat up on Portland on ESPN.
"Ceterum censeo Islam esse delendam."
'La bonne cuisine est la base du véritable bonheur.' - Auguste Escoffier
(Good food is the foundation of genuine happiness.)
LonePalm, le Républicain du verre cassé (The Broken Glass Republican)
A delicious pork roast, dressing, candied fresh sweet potatoes, the ubiquitus green bean casserole, corn, cranberry sauce. Can NOT have TG without the French onion topped green bean casserole.
Duck breast, collards and pommes Salardaise.
Sounds just like my table, although you’re missing my favorite...corn pudding. Not a liberal in sight here in my part of East Tennessee.
You pretty much nailed it!
Don’t Go Reaching Across My Plate
Albert Collins
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKIHAvTuDEQ
If one thing in this world
I just can’t stand
Is bein’ at the table wit’ an ill-mannered man
Now, if he’s sittin’ on your left
Before you could eat a bite
He’ll reach across your plate
An’ you know that ain’t right
Now I like to eat, as well as any man
But there’s some rules, a fool should understand
When ya have one little helpin’
An’ one extra piece of cake
I tell ev’rybody, don’t go reachin’ across my plate
I was at a party last night, at over Big Murray
Cat reached ‘cross my plate
Got a coat sleeve in my gravy
I didn’t say a word, just looked him dead in the eye
He reached across my plate, an’ cut him a piece a pie
Now I don’t care if he did it for a prank
I don’t care, if you had a drink
Especially when I’m out, a-with my date
Now don’t you go reachin’ across MY plate
At a party last week, there was some high-class folks
Ev’rything on the table, an’ that ain’t no joke
They had barbecue possum, rattlesnake gravy
Chicken fried skunk, an’ it smelt real crazy
Ev’rything went fine, but one thing made me blue
A cat reached across my plate, for some armadillo stew
Now when you at the table, you act real nice
You say, “pass me that” or “pass me the platter”
But just because you hungry, an’ happen to come in late
Don’t you go reachin’, across MY plate
“Pass some a-that turkey over there, baby!”
“No, don’t give me none of that skunk, I don’t want none a-that”
“I, I beg your pardon”
“If this cat stop reachin’ ‘cross my plate, I can maybe ask for somethin’”
“A pass me a little a-that turkey there, baby”
Na na na na-na-na-na
Yeah-heya
“Party’ nice, party’s nice”
“Yeah, ah give gimme some a that chicken over there, baby”
“Chicken fried skunk?