A2K Thanksgiving Table

I am making an extra batch of pumpkin gnocchi for my A2Ker friends.

MMmmmm, pumpkin gnocchi.... actually I've never tried that. Are they sweet?

Rockhead, you big baby! That amount of big seems to be ok (what do I know?). Anyway, I'll do a separate thread on that article.

yep!

Here -- I brought the pumpkin pie



We usually bring the meal to Gramma, RH. This year we brought Gramma to us.

I'm really getting tired of having to sit at the kids table.

Okay, I threw together some pepper-crusted seared steak served with rosemary roasted baby patty pan and zucchini squash, along with garlic and parmigiano reggiano smashed yukon gold potatoes. I finished the steak and potatoes with a dry sherry pan jus.

Yeah, Tico. We are having filet mignon for thanksgiving dinner, none of that wimpy turkey stuff. Down with tradition and up with cholesterol.

Gads that steak looks good...




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I'm not a big fan of pie. How 'bout some chocolate cake. And I'll make my own recipe--sweet potatoes, pineapple, brown sugar, sour cream, and butter.

Roberta, I love Choc cake, and I like all of your ingredients....

Can't wrap my mind around the recipe, however.

Can you elaborate, my stomach is grumbly now...

Personally, I'm a fan of rhubarb:





Instead of fillet's, can we have ribeyes?

I'm bringing scalloped oysters, marinated mushrooms and toasted almonds.

Mr. Noddy is a very conservative eater these days.

I'm also giving thanks for the delightful company on A2K.

Gee, rockhead, I haven't made that in years. I'll try to remember (never wrote it down).

Soften the potatoes (either boiled or roasted). Smash them up until there are no lumps. Add salt and just a tad of pepper. Add crushed pineapple, a few tablespoons of brown sugar, and a big dollop of sour cream. Put little pats of butter on the top. Roast until everything is hot.

Sorry I'm not being specific with amounts. It all depend on how many potatoes you use. I use one per person.

I was confused. I thought that was part of the chocolate cake recipe, and couldn't make that compute. I feel better now.

Similar to my candied yams, but I leave em chunky...

Happy overeating to all, and enjoy the football

I've got hot apple cider with rum and special spices.
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'Scuse me.

Ribeye? That's all fat and grissle. Filet mignon is the only way to at least partially justify our slaugther of beef.

There's no way to justify our annual massacre of turkeys.

Hope I'm not spoiling the mood here.

At least pies are without moral blemish.

On second thought, Roberta's chocolate cake is patently immoral. There is so much to be said for sin.

You're not doing it right, then.

I was driving down the freeway the other night when a semi-trailer carrying a load of live turkeys began to pass me. I sped up a little so I could drive alongside the truck and look at the poor birds as they were propelled through the night on the way to their destruction.

I wonder if they have any idea, I thought. They were all hunkered down against the wind, each in its separate, tiny cage, cold wind ruffling their feathers.

The one closest to me all of a sudden raised its head and locked a mournful gaze upon me. It seemed to being saying, "Help me."

I briefly considered pulling in front of the semi and forcing him off the road. I knew the majority of the turkeys, and possibly the driver as well, would be killed if the semi overturned. But, a few lucky birds might escape. Their lives in the wild wouldn't be long, I knew that. The survival rate of a domestic bird in the wild is minimal at best. Fox, coyote, owls, the predators of the night would be waiting and licking their chops.

I fingered the wheel and began to make my move. I was going to do it. But then I noticed the driver had a portrait of two young children hanging from his front window. I checked myself and readjusted my course, taking the next exit ramp, and in the process saving the life of the driver, but, sadly, sending the turkeys to their doom.

I watched from overhead as the truck continued on the freeway below. A tear trickled down my cheek as I put my truck in gear and headed to the store to pick up my Thanksgiving turkey.

Oh, I've only eaten ribeye (years ago) in cheap chain restaurants and steak houses. I'll give it another try. Thanks.

That Gus is a naturally talented writer. I'd love to some him write something serious.