If I may say so myself, I think, the dinner was a success. My friends came over (with a friend in tow) and we had a glass of wine while waiting for the turkey to finish roasting. The sides and accompaniments were all prepared the day before and lined-up in oven-ready dishes on the counter, ready to pop in once the turkey came out.
We had played a few games while waiting for the last of the cooking to complete and then it was time for the serving. It was a traditional five-course dinner:
Puree of Sweet Potato and Squash
Spinach and Herb salad with Bacon and Balsamic Vinaigrette
Wild Rice Stuffing
White or Sweet Mashed Potatoes
Green Beans Almandine
Parfait of Pumpkin and White Chocolate Mousse garnished with Candied Pecans
Coffee or Tea
As is my wont, I cooked WAY too much food. Perhaps it is just the Minnesota-Swede background that does this to me; the biggest offense a host can perpetrate is to run out or to send people off hungry. At least that is the way I was brought-up.
So last night, after a lovely time with conversation, wine, and friends, I spent a while getting the leftovers arranged into the 'fridge. I hate to say this, but realized that nobody looking into my refrigerator would have any problem guessing my gender even if they didn’t know whose house they were in. I may not be the stereotypical guy; I cook for myself, I don't watch sports on TV, I rarely order a pizza. But the 'fridge is clearly a guy's 'fridge: a disproportionately large percentage of it is taken-up with beer. I'm not even that big a fan of beer! I have one every now and again, but people bring it over when I have parties and leave the leftovers. It accumulates faster than it is consumed! But I digress…
With the food put away, I loaded the dishwasher for the first (of what would clearly be many) load and then sat down with a glass of wine and watched the news. Saga came up to sit next to me (presumably on the off-chance that I had something to feed her) and we watched the news before going for one last walk and then turning in.
It was a lovely evening and I still have three days of the weekend ahead of me. Yeah!
Wherever you are, I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving with friends and family.
Don Bergquist - November 26, 2010 - Lakewood, Colorado, USA