Tuesday, December 02, 2008
It's All About the Leftovers
Thanksgiving. whew.
So as you may recall, I went from a crazy sewing squirrel to a crazy cooking and cleaning squirrel, on account of us hosting again this year. Not that I'm complaining, because I truly love doing it, and cooking and cleaning for three days felt like a spa vacation after a few months of doing nothing but sew. But I'm also the only person in BoysFamily who doesn't see cooking as some kind of torturous dark art or a trip to Mars, so I consider it my duty as a food lover to see that the meal is done right and made from scratch.
Anyway.
One of the things I picked up on the second of my two show display gathering missions to IKEA was the kids art easel. Truthfully, I had been coveting it for a while so this was the perfect excuse, and although I didn't actually end up using it for the show, it came in handy as a menu board to greet my guests on Thursday:
There's a couple of things on there I'm definitely going tell you about in the next few days, but tonight I'm here to declare that we've officially moved on from sandwiches and reheated stuffing and sides to leftover leftover mode, and that means Turkey a la King and biscuits:
This batch was honorably whipped up using fresh homemade turkey stock courtesy of the organic free range and local turkey whos' carcass I felt compelled to get the last bits of goodness out of.
And it was delicious.
But really, turkey a la king is just an excuse to make and eat biscuits. And turkey a la king with biscuits is really just the route to an excuse to chase the meal with another biscuit slathered with butter and honey. Because you wouldn't want to spoil a nutritionally bankrupt meal with some kind of healthy dessert, right?
Unfortunately I am not a biscuit-making expert, what with being from the non-biscuit-centric cultures of the Midwest by way of SoCal and being the product of a mother who hated them. And it doesn't help that I only make them once or twice a year, but I guess that also makes me none the wiser to the nuances of a proper biscuit. So I guess it goes without saying that we had no problem making mine disappear :)
So as you may recall, I went from a crazy sewing squirrel to a crazy cooking and cleaning squirrel, on account of us hosting again this year. Not that I'm complaining, because I truly love doing it, and cooking and cleaning for three days felt like a spa vacation after a few months of doing nothing but sew. But I'm also the only person in BoysFamily who doesn't see cooking as some kind of torturous dark art or a trip to Mars, so I consider it my duty as a food lover to see that the meal is done right and made from scratch.
Anyway.
One of the things I picked up on the second of my two show display gathering missions to IKEA was the kids art easel. Truthfully, I had been coveting it for a while so this was the perfect excuse, and although I didn't actually end up using it for the show, it came in handy as a menu board to greet my guests on Thursday:
There's a couple of things on there I'm definitely going tell you about in the next few days, but tonight I'm here to declare that we've officially moved on from sandwiches and reheated stuffing and sides to leftover leftover mode, and that means Turkey a la King and biscuits:
This batch was honorably whipped up using fresh homemade turkey stock courtesy of the organic free range and local turkey whos' carcass I felt compelled to get the last bits of goodness out of.
And it was delicious.
But really, turkey a la king is just an excuse to make and eat biscuits. And turkey a la king with biscuits is really just the route to an excuse to chase the meal with another biscuit slathered with butter and honey. Because you wouldn't want to spoil a nutritionally bankrupt meal with some kind of healthy dessert, right?
Unfortunately I am not a biscuit-making expert, what with being from the non-biscuit-centric cultures of the Midwest by way of SoCal and being the product of a mother who hated them. And it doesn't help that I only make them once or twice a year, but I guess that also makes me none the wiser to the nuances of a proper biscuit. So I guess it goes without saying that we had no problem making mine disappear :)