Unlike in America, I did not get to celebrate Thanksgiving last Thursday. In some ways I wish the American cultural imperialism that Europeans are so fond of disdaining would also apply to Thanksgiving. Who wouldn't want to celebrate such a glorious holiday? Maybe it's because they don't like to watch (real) football here. Turkey and family with a side of Packers/Lions is a nice way to spend a cold, Thursday afternoon. Our big gathering was Saturday instead, and it turned out pretty well. Preparation only involved one trip to the American store this year. Buying canned pumpkin cut down the time it took to make a pie by at least half, thank goodness. Have you ever tried baking two pies with a ten week old? Try explaining to a baby that no, mom can't pick you up right now or she'll overcook the eggs for the custard filling. It did not go over well. But we both survived and got some pretty good pies out of it, too.
Despite assurances from the poelier that there would be a turkey ready on Thursday for pick-up, my father-in-law was sadly informed that some other person had bought his reserved turkey earlier in the day. Confusing to all involved, unless there is some other Dutch guy with the same name wishing to have Thanksgiving at the exact same time. Instead of twelve pounds of turkey, we ended up with a 15 1/2 lb. turkey (the only one the poulterer could arrange on such short notice). I'm not opposed to a bigger bird, really I'm not, it's just that they don't fit in the oven. The one we got fit, but just barely. And I mean that--the breast roasted about half an inch from the top of the oven's heating element. I'm shocked the white meat didn't turn into a dried out, jerky-like disaster. I supposed I have tin foil, a little bit of luck, and plenty of butter to thank that it was a success.
And thanks to the mysterious stranger, who bought our turkey, we had plenty of leftovers for the next day (and the next, and a carcass for soup too!). Niek wanted to know the proper protocol for making a sandwich for lunch. I'm not one to smush all the side dishes between two pieces of bread. Just give me a little meat with some good mayo and I'll call it a day. Lets all praise the deliciousness of Dutch mayo. So good! Do you see Niek diving into the mayo jar? Yeah, just as it should be.
Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I can't believe it's almost December. Did someone say cookie recipes?